"Master Zhuo?" Xiao Dan, who couldn't hear Zhuo Zhan's words, became a little anxious. He stood up from the bamboo chair tremblingly and shouted loudly.

"Xiao Dan..." Zhuo Zhan, who had been squatting in front of the green bricks, slowly stood up, but still stared at the green bricks, rubbing his chin, with an extremely serious expression.

Hearing Zhuo Zhan's voice, Xiao Dan smiled easily, faced Zhuo Zhan's direction, and said smoothly: "Oh, Mr. Zhuo, so you are over there, I thought..."

"Xiao Dan, this row of green brick carvings under the corner were obtained from the home of the former general Qingyang Ji?" Zhuo Zhan interrupted Xiao Dan and asked nervously.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Dan quickly waved his hands and explained anxiously: "No, no, absolutely not! Mr. Zhuo, my Xiao Dan used to be a bit despicable and shameless, but there is still a bottom line. I will definitely not do anything about sneaking around.

I won’t do it. Although there is only one old man left as a gatekeeper in the old general Qingyang Ji’s house, I just pass by him every time and have never been to his house. Really, Xiao Dan swears to God!”

Xiao Dan raised his three fingers to the sky, pursed his lips slightly, and vowed.

Zhuo Zhan realized that what he had asked out of desperation was somewhat ill-advised, and he couldn't help but feel a little startled. He cleared his throat slightly and said in a low voice: "Then... where did this blue brick... come from?"

Xiao Dan stretched out his hand forward and walked over.

Zhuo Zhan hurriedly stepped forward, took his arm, and helped him over.

Xiao Dan sighed and said in a low voice: "These were all carved by my adoptive father's hand. I remember clearly that when I was a child, my adoptive father squatted here to amuse me and carved this fisherman fishing in winter.

The pictures, the sea eagle's spring hunting picture, the midsummer siege picture, the autumn harvest picture of the hunting ground, and he also told me the stories in them, all of which have been passed down orally from generation to generation in his hometown."

Xiao Dan's fingers touched the wall, and then he slowly squatted down, touching the very familiar but no longer visible pattern and texture with his hands, and said in memory: "This height was the height at which my eyes were level with my adoptive father.

He...has worked hard...I..."

The scenes from the past were still vivid in his mind, and Xiao Dan choked up a little as he spoke.

Zhuo Zhan put his hand on Xiao Dan's shoulder. Although he wanted to comfort Xiao Dan when he saw Xiao Dan's sad look, at this time, he really couldn't push back the thoughts that popped up in his mind.

, still couldn't help but ask: "Xiao Dan, where is your adoptive father... from?"

Xiao Dan raised his head and faced Zhuo Zhan's direction. The white cloth wrapped around his eyes moved slightly, as if he was trying hard to search for the long-distance memory that had been blurred.

"Let me think about it... I remember that my adoptive father once said that there was a flood in my hometown, and then there was a plague, so everyone fled outside. My adoptive father came to the country of Xize because of his status.

He was humble and had no identity certificate, so he ended up on the mountainside outside the city and became a hunter. Although it was hard work, he could barely survive."

Zhuo Zhan remembered that day at Qingyang Ji's house, the old man guarding the door had said that Qingyang Ji joined the army and came to Xize Country because of the flood in his hometown. It seems that these two people must be from the same hometown.

No doubt. This made him a little excited, and he looked forward to Xiao Dan continuing to speak with bright eyes.

"Also, when I was four years old, a fellow countryman of my adoptive father came here to borrow food, but my adoptive father and I had to make ends meet, and there was no food left for him. The man stayed for a day

Then he left. But I remember when he was talking to his adoptive father, his adoptive father asked him how things were going over there at Zhuoxi. Yes, that's Zhuoxi!" Xiao Dan said with certainty.

"Are you sure?" Zhuo Zhan's eyes shone with excitement.

"Sure!" Xiao Dan nodded firmly, "Later one time, when I was playing music in the city, I saw travelers coming from Zhuoxi River. These four patterns were also engraved on the boxes where they packed their leather goods.

Mr. Zhuo, you ask these questions because you want to...find the missing Qingyang Halberd?"

"That's right, exactly! Thank you, Xiaodan, that's great, that's great!" The originally broken thread was picked up again, and Zhuo Zhan was full of energy and extremely excited at this time.

"That's a coincidence. I didn't expect that I could help you. But when you go there, don't take the official road. The official road is too far. Take the path behind Longgu Mountain. You can get there in two days."

He suggested sincerely. "By the way, Mr. Zhuo, when will you set off?"

"If possible, I want to go today." Zhuo Zhan said high-spirited, then seemed to remember something important. He quickly lowered his voice, patted Xiao Dan on the back, and said seriously: "By the way, Xiao Dan

Shan, what you just told me, don't ever tell anyone, not even Fang Fei, about what you saw before you went blind, if you don't want to incur another fatal disaster."

Xiao Dan's expression suddenly became serious, and he whispered: "I understand, Mr. Zhuo. After going through so many things, I understand the stakes involved. Don't worry, these things will rot in my stomach from now on, and no one will

Will know."

"Hey, we're still having a lively chat. I've already prepared lunch, why don't you eat it?"

Just as he was talking, Zhuangzi staggered over the debris piled on the ground and walked over, saying hello loudly.

"Zhuang, go call everyone, I found the hometown of Qingyang Halberd!" Zhuo Zhan said excitedly.

"What?" Zhuangzi looked confused, his eyebrows raised and lowered, and he said in disbelief: "You two are playing music here, and you are blowing... and you are playing Qingyang Ji's hometown?"

"It's a long story. Anyway, once I have a clue, I want to go there right away." Zhuo Zhan supported Xiao Dan and walked towards the front yard.

"You're born with a monkey's butt. It's been so long. It's only half a day or so. You still have to finish eating before leaving! Hey, Zhuo Zhan, are you listening to me?

!”

Although Zhuo Zhan was anxious, he still finished the meal with everyone before returning to Pi Xing Yuan to pack his luggage.

Before leaving, Zhuangzi and Duan Fei gave Xiaodan a newly polished blind cane, the result of their busy work all morning. It was lighter and more convenient than the previous one. From now on, Xiaodan used it again.

He has to carry his flute and beat his blind stick to earn a living, but this time, he will definitely live a better life than before.

Yi Long did not go to Zhuoxi with Zhuo Zhan and the others, but continued to stay in Pixingyuan with his younger brothers. The reason was that searching for the Kaitu Stone had nothing to do with them, and they should stay in the more prosperous Xize Kingdom to explore the longevity fruit.

News. But the devil knows where that immortal fruit with no horoscope is digested into gold.

Everyone knew in their hearts what he was avoiding.

Although Zhuo Zhan and San Ye reached a cooperation, it was only a temporary measure. Zhuo Zhan didn't even think about helping him find any longevity fruit, because even if he tried his best to search, there would be no response, let alone looking for a new fruit.

I asked about it on the way to Tushi.

Yi Long came here just to find a reason to spend time with his Yue Ya'er. In fact, he was less concerned about the Third Master's affairs than Zhuo Zhan. However, Duan Yue's sudden change in attitude made him a little confused.

Instead of taking measures, I felt like running away.

Duan Yue was naturally very disappointed, and his big watery eyes instantly lost their sparkle.

But Duan Fei and Zhuangzi were so happy that they almost gave high fives to celebrate.
Chapter completed!