If the heart has no four seasons, how can you know spring, summer, autumn and winter?

If the mind has no celestial phenomena, how can we see wind, rain, thunder and lightning?

If your heart has no world, how can you understand birth, old age, sickness and death?

In a daze, Yang Yu vaguely grasped the superior archery technique hidden behind the Four Symbol Arrow.

"The Four Elephant Arrow of Heaven's Will!"

A long breath of turbid air was exhaled, and the sound of wind, rain, thunder and lightning reappeared in Yang Yu's ears. Compared with the whistling sound of the wind in his heart, he immediately realized.

"It's about traveling around Liuxu!"

After suppressing his thoughts of opening the bow and opening the arrow, Yang Yu's eyes were so shiver.

Zhouyou Liuxu Gong is more inclined to perceive. He started with the wind. At this time, the sound of the wind came into his heart, but it was in line with a certain gesture of the Four Elephants Arrow of Heaven's Will and opened this superior archery technique.

Of course, it is more because his archery foundation is solid enough, and the fit between the Four Symbol Arrow and him is also high enough.

Refined through the Gluttony Cauldron, no one who practices this archery technique can be more in line with this archery technique than his.

At this moment, my mind was slightly moved, and information about this archery technique had already come to my mind.

The Four Symbol Arrow has only four styles, spring, autumn, winter and summer.

The four symbols of heavenly will have twelve styles.

Spring, autumn, winter, summer, wind, rain, thunder, lightning, birth, old age, illness, death.

And after the great success, everything will be united.

And what he realized was the wind.

"Mr. Yang?"

At this moment, a shocking sound came from the rain curtain.

Xie Qi stood on the eaves and saw the eyes of the oil-paper umbrella, his mind was shocked, and he felt a sense of confusion as he was penetrated by a sharp blade.

‘This Lord Yang seems to have made progress in his martial arts again?!’

Seeing that it was Yang Yu, Xie Qi suddenly became nervous:

"Mr. Yang came in the rain, is there something important?"

In the past half month, Yang Yu, the one who is most famous in Mulin Mansion, was the one who was most afraid of in the hearts of the country gentry, powerful people and forces.

In half a month, the two major gangs that have dominated Mulin for many years have only been destroyed and the other has disbanded. This is a huge shock to anyone.

In comparison, Qiufenglou's incident is simply insignificant.

Now, when he comes to Tingchao Pavilion, how can he not be nervous?

Not only Xie Qi, but other guests who came out of the rainy night were also as if they were facing a great enemy and were solemn.

"Yang is here, and if you have something to ask for an important matter, please pass it on."

While speaking, Yang Yu walked into the alley where Tingchao Pavilion was holding an umbrella.

All the guests looked tense, and some even pulled out their swords.

Xie Qi's eyelids twitched, and his cold eyes swept across the other guests in the rain, and said aloud: "The boss has been waiting for a long time. Lord Yang, please follow me!"

Yu Yang nodded slightly.

Tingchao Pavilion is not small, but the two of them have a fast journey. Not long after, they have arrived in front of Tingchao Tower.

"Mr. Yang, please."

Looking at this famous young man from the forest up close, Xie Qi was nervous.

No matter what method this person used to kill Liu Changfeng, it means that his martial arts skills were far better than him. At least, he was not sure to escape under a powerful man who had cultivated his inner qi and blood.

Not to mention counter-killing.

Yu Yang looked around curiously. The mysterious boss of Mulin Mansion was a rich man.

This Tingchao Building has a twelve-story staircase, which comes from a tree and is a "golden silk wood" that is very popular among high-ranking officials and nobles.

Not to mention the decorations next to each other, this building alone is worth a thousand gold.

When he climbed up the stairs, he arrived at the ninth floor. When Yang Yu saw a smiling fat man, he bowed to greet him.

"Big Boss?"

Yang Yu's pupils shrank, and the gluttony cauldron on his chest jumped up again.

This big boss actually has the Taoist fruit.

Moreover, it was much better to hide than Qin Si, and it was not until I walked in front of me that I could sense it.

"Mr. Yang, he is so young."

The boss smiled and sighed:

"The last time I saw such a young hero as an adult, it was the last time..."

“…”

The joke was very cold. Yang Yu said that he didn't want to laugh. He swept his eyes and fell on the fat boss's hand. His fingers were very flexible, and several ancient copper plates were rotating smoothly.

Copper coins for divination?

Yang Yu was strange in his heart and bowed: "Yang is here because he has something to ask for advice."

"I dare not ask for advice, but I have any questions and I will speak out."

The boss asked Yang Yu to sit down and poured tea for him. His smile seemed to be constant on his face:

"Don't dislike the tea you grow yourself."

His thoughts were a little subtle, and Yang Yu did not refuse. He picked up the cup of tea, sniffed it slightly, and realized that it was not a strange color, so he sipped it lightly.

The mouth is extremely bitter, and there is no sweetness. It is the kind that ends with the bitterness and the bitterness enters the heart and lungs.

"how?"

The boss asked.

"I am worthy of being a big boss. This tea is absolutely something that is acceptable to people."

Yu Yang put down the teacup without changing his face.

After all these years, he could only endure the hardships.

"The fruit is very human."

Seeing that Yang Yu was calm and drank this cup of tea, the boss smiled a little stronger:

"What's the matter with you, just talk. However, we are a businessman, so we can't ask for it in vain."

“That’s natural.”

Yang Yu nodded:

"Yang wants to ask where the Xuan Yingzhu starts, how much does the big boss have to pay?"

Xuan Yingzhu?

When Xie Qi heard this, his expression changed slightly. Although he quickly recovered as before, he could hide Yang Yu's perception and immediately felt sure.

"Xuan Yingzhu? The price is really not low..."

The boss still smiled:

"I'm a small business dealer. I can't afford to be a disciple of Liansheng, but..."

"How much does it cost?"

Prison Yang was prepared for a long time.

The power of Liansheng Sect is too large, and the Jinyiwei is afraid. Not to mention other forces, he didn't expect everyone to cooperate with him.

He thought it was very cost-effective to spend money on intelligence.

"It's a vulgarity to talk about money."

The boss looked at Yang Yu up and down, nodding his head constantly, which made Xie Qi's heart skip.

"I heard that the adult has not yet married? I have a granddaughter. He is as beautiful as a flower in his prime, gentle and lovely as a man, and is just right for the adult..."

"What, what? Your granddaughter?"

Yang Yu, who was waiting for the big boss to ask for a price everywhere, almost thought he had heard it wrong, so he shook his head and refused.

I also complain in my heart.

Along the way, all the merchants and squires who had intersections wanted to stuff him some warm beds. This fat man was even more outrageous. He actually wanted to be his grandfather?

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Seeing that the boss still wanted to speak, Yang refused sternly.

He was not as good as jade, but just looking at the fat man's height and facial features, even if he had a granddaughter, he was afraid he would not be very beautiful.
To be continued...