The sky is clear and the sun is shining brightly.

It seems that it is a little dark and a little wet and cold inside the Yan family.

Mr. Yan had already drunk enough wine and had already reached the bottom of his food. Although he still had some savings, he was too lazy to go out and kept in the house all day long and lived a depressed life.

In recent days, he has been close neighbors in the village. Seeing that he was kind in the past, he is now lonely and helpless, and he is very pitiful.

When Qing was about to start, a man came out of the house.

This person is a neighbor nearby and has just brought food to Mr. Yan.

After Qingyuan waited for him to leave, he brought Gu Cang to the door of Yan's house and said slowly: "Mr. Yan."

I didn't reply immediately, and after a while, I said, "Come in."

After receiving the response, Qingyuan walked in and pushed open the wooden door by himself.

"It's you again..."

Yan Wang sat slanted on a long chair, holding the table with his hands, and half of his body leaned against the wall.

A plate of wild vegetables and a bowl of rice on the table.

But the country people have no meat.

Yan Wang's eyes were confused and didn't use chopsticks. He slowly reached out his hand, pinched a pinch of vegetables, put them in his mouth and chewed them, and asked, "Hit the monster to death?"

"One escaped, and the others were killed." Qingyuan said calmly: "But the owner of these evil wolf is already dead."

Yan Wang asked casually, but he didn't want to get the answer, so he immediately stiffened.

In an instant, countless emotions flashed in his turbid eyes, which were complex and hard to say. I don’t know whether it was surprise, joy, anger or sorrow.

"Dead..."

Yan Wang moved in his mouth and made a subtle voice of self-talking.

He didn't care whether there was only one evil wolf, nor did he care whether there was someone instructing him behind the evil wolf.

All he knew was that the revenge had been avenged.

"The revenge has been avenged, but the person is dead..."

He looked up at Kiyohara and asked, "Where is the person?"

Kiyohara vaguely knew what he was asking, and immediately replied: "The demon has been burned to ashes, as for the little girl..."

Qingyuan was silent for a moment, then shook her head.

"It's dead after all..." Yan Wang let out a long sigh, then looked at Qingyuan and said lightly: "It's all my business if you kill him? I won't help you, even if you want to torture me and beat me to death..."

Kiyohara shook her head and said, "I won't force it."

Yan Wang laughed twice, then his face changed and said coldly: "Then what are you still doing here?"

Gu Cang suddenly became angry, Qingyuan held him down, his tone was calm, and said, "I just discovered something by chance, which should be something from Mr. Yan, so I sent it back."

Yan Wang didn't care and said, "What's the matter?"

Qingyuan took out the copper plate from his arms, walked up to it, and placed it on the table.

Yan Wang's eyes fell on the copper plate, his body shook, and his eyes were frozen.

"This kind of thing should be used to survey Feng Shui."

Qingyuan said: "The word Yan is engraved on it. It should be the things that the little girl has brought on her. Today, it is the original owner."

After the words fell, he patted Gu Cang and said, "Let's go."

Gu Cang nodded and followed behind him.

Just as Qingyuan walked out of the door, an old and powerless sigh came from behind him.

“Stand…”

Yan Wang closed his eyes, spoke in a low tone, and said, "I am very curious. Where does the terrain map on your body point? Could it be that Mr. Yun Jing doesn't even recognize it? Master Shuiyuan, the master of the Mingyuan Taoist Temple, can't recognize it?"

Qingyuan stood still and said calmly: "Mr. Yunjing doesn't know where the place is. As for Taoist Master Shuiyuan, he has something to do and has not returned to the Taoist temple."

Yan Wang opened his eyes, felt a little surprised, and said in a low voice: "You are open-minded."

The young man came with the seal letter from Mingyuan Taoist Temple and asked for help through the incense between Mingyuan Taoist Temple and Yan. Now that he said this, it is equivalent to telling him that Taoist Master Shuiyuan is not in Taoist Temple, and this matter has not been approved by Taoist Master Shuiyuan.

Qingyuan said lightly: "This is not a secret? If you are willing to help me, it is the best; if you don't, I will find another way."

Yan Wang said slowly: "I'm just curious about where that place is located..."

He did not mention the word help, but only said he was curious.

Kiyohara turned around, took out four drawings from her arms, came to the table, and placed them flat.

Yan Wang stroked his hand on the copper plate. His originally depressed look seemed to have become a little more energetic, at least there was a little light in his turbid and confused eyes.

He picked up the copper plate and looked at it carefully. During this period, he glanced at it with a slant and said, "Young man, I thought you would pretend to be disdainful and leave without looking back."

"I am not a true immortal, nor a Buddha, so I naturally have a heart." Qingyuan smiled and said, "It's just that I'm like this, even if I have gained face? No... This is just to let me go and go around a long way..."

"Young man..." Yan Wang put down the copper plate, breathed out, and said self-deprecatingly: "I have lived for so many years, but I am not as good as you."

Kiyohara shook his head slightly and said, "Everyone is different."

Yan Wang stopped speaking. He forced himself to sit up straight, wiped his hands on his body, then took the four drawings, glanced at them, and said without raising his head: "This is a rubbing, not the original drawing."

Qingyuan nodded and said, "No, because this was printed by me with my own hands."

"I still think you were deceived." Yan Wang stacked the four drawings together, raised his head, and said, "The four drawings are not four places, they just refer to the same place, and there is still a lack of it in the middle..."

"Old Yan is worthy of being proficient in this, and he can see many clues at a glance."

Kiyohara sighed, not very afraid of this old man, so she reached out and wanted to take the original picture.

"No need." Yan Wang stretched out his hand and said, "Although the map is incomplete and the difficulty of deduction has increased a little, you can still try it. Come here tomorrow evening. If I can't deduce it, you can give me the original picture..."

"The original picture is here with me, but..." Qing Yuan was only halfway through his words, and was interrupted by Yan Wang again.

"Since you want to print, and you deliberately print it incompletely, I think the original picture is a secret. If you don't want to show it to others, I won't force you to do so. In addition, I don't want to know the secret. You... or your friends, enemies or other guys come to me and destroy me."

Yan Wang put the drawings back on the table and said, "Besides, even if it is just a broken picture, it will not hurt me."

Qingyuan was silent for a moment, then bowed and said, "More Mr. Yan."

Yan Wang sighed, "Okay, you'll leave."

Qingyuan did not hesitate, nodded and left with Gu Cang.

Before leaving the door, Qingyuan looked back.

Although the old man could not be depressed, he could not be very energetic. It was just that he had more vitality and more glory than his lifeless and depressed appearance before.

He lay on the table, holding a copper plate in his hands.

He ignored the drawings stacked on the corner of the table.

Yan Wang caressed the copper plate gently, his hands trembling.

He closed his eyes.

The closed eyes cannot cover up the turbid tears.
Chapter completed!