"Isn't this the kind of word you wrote?" Wen Xuan asked.

The boy nodded slightly.

The boy began to read the books here.

Wen Xuan looked left and right, and the boredom just now was wiped out. Not only were there books, but also various antique furnishings. It is no exaggeration to say that it is a treasure room. Just looking at the dusty appearance, it is probably not a big deal that Lu Zi'an and Lu Ziyu haven't come in for a long time.

"No," Wen Xuan suddenly thought, "Maybe the two brothers don't know the existence of this "hand-pulling stars". The two books on the mechanism just now were covered with so much dust, and the treasures in it were also covered with dust. It seems that the beauty and kindness of the ancestors of Lu's family have been disappointed."

Wen Xuan thought while looking at it, and attached it with swords, magic weapons, treasures, jewelry, and some strange things.

In a delicate small box, there was a small piece of dead branches. Wen Xuan felt strange the more he looked at it. Why is the dead branches worthy of being treasured like this? It seems that the camphor wood box containing branches is thousands of times more expensive than the branch. It arose without realizing it. He held it in his hand and observed it repeatedly and explored it carefully. Except for the extremely subtle traces of spiritual energy, he did not see any specialness.

Looking left and touching right, Wen Xuan found a jade pendant, but it was incomplete and mostly half a circle. It didn't seem to be carefully made into this shape, but it seemed like someone was in a hurry and used his palm force to split the jade pendant, leaving irregular broken marks.

Wen Xuan couldn't help but wonder, holding it in his hand and thinking, how could anyone split the jade pendant with his palm? This Lu family's treasure is really strange. However, Wen Xuan thought that these two things must have great origins.

Although other rare treasures are exquisite and priceless, Wen Xuan is used to it, and he can't attract any interest. After reading the treasure collection, Wen Xuan raised his eyes to find the boy.

The young man frowned, still focused, and read the books in a very fast speed. The white clothes on his body were not required to play tricks. He had already been stained with dust. Wen Xuan just stared at the young man quietly, smiling slightly, and refused to let go of his eyes.

Just as the boy read the last book, he heard the sound of the door opening in the distance. The boy and Wen Xuan came out quickly, closed the "hands to pick the stars" and wiped off all the marks. Then he heard Lu Ziyu standing at the fork in the road and saying loudly, "A Xuan, young master, come out."

Wen Xuan walked out with the boy, his body and face were covered with dust.

Lu Ziyu was a little funny. He had already transferred the book about Lu's secrets. It was useless to read these two people so seriously.

The three of them walked out of the library together, and Lu Ziyu said, "The team to Wunan Town is ready to go, just waiting for you two."

"Then let us go back and wash the locks, please wait for a while, Brother Ziyu."

Lu Ziyu made a "invitation" posture, and shouted from behind, "Hurry up! Don't let everyone wait for a long time!"

Wen Xuan blinked at the young man and went back to the room to change the wash.

The boy gave a gift and returned to the guest room. The two servants had already filled the bathtub with water and carried it to the door. The boy opened the door, and the servants put the bathtub in. The boy quickly took a shower and changed his clothes, cleaned up, and Wen Xuan knocked at the door.

The boy opened the door and had already changed into light blue clothes. The fragrance of the bath beans that had just been bathed on his body made Wen Xuan's mind tremble again. He hurriedly avoided his face and said, "Young Master, let's go."

The young man gave his peer gifts and walked out with Wen Xuan.

At the gate of Lu's house, Lu Zi'an, Lu Ziyu, Meng Yi, Meng Jia and a team of followers were waiting there. The boy and Wen Xuan met with Li Yi, and Lu Zi'an asked, "Young Master, are you riding a horse or taking a car?"

The boy patted the horses beside him. Lu Zi'an nodded and ordered someone to bring a maroon horse and said, "This good horse is called "Ride the Wind, and I will give it to the young master." The boy bowed and expressed his gratitude.

At this time, Meng Yi led the horse over and bowed to everyone, saying, "The power of Huayin cannot be separated for a long time, so I will go back first for you. Let Jingyao go with you." Everyone bowed together.

Meng Yi looked at Lu Zian earnestly, said "please" and turned around and left.

The group bid farewell to Meng Yi, turned over and walked quickly. Lu Zian and Lu Ziyu were at the front of the team, while Wen Xuan and the young man were at the end.

When the speed was a little slow, Wen Xuan whispered to the young man, "I heard you wrote a memory to Brother Lu?"

The boy nodded.

Wen Xuanshen said mysteriously, "Why don't you write about that little baby?"

The boy's eyes sterned and looked at Wen Xuan. Wen Xuan shrugged and said with a slight smugness, "The little baby is safe, I won't tell them, I know what you want."

After a while, Wen Xuan asked the boy again, "You can pick the books in the stars with your hands, have you read them?"

The boy nodded.

“Is it useful?”

The boy nodded again, but his eyes were deeper and more complicated.

"Good, no wonder Brother Ziyu can jump. This is the first time I have seen this ability that I never forget. You'd better not let my teacher see it, otherwise I won't have a good life."

The boy said nothing and glanced at Wen Xuan with the intention of inquiring.

Wen Xuan said, "I know, they hide it from me."

After a while, he said, "When I reach my territory, I can't help them."

After Wen Xuan finished speaking, he looked at the boy and found that although the boy had no expression, his face was heavy.

Then he asked, "What's wrong?"

The boy wrote a word on the palm of his left hand with the index finger of his right hand.

Wen Xuan could see clearly that the word was evil.

From Wenshan to Luzhou, Wen Xuan took the young man to travel around for more than half a month, but this time, he rode his horse and rushed to Wunan Town in just six days.

The group stayed at the best inn in Wunan Town. When the waiter saw Wen Xuan, he hurriedly gave them to the private room on the second floor, served tea, and called the shopkeeper.

When the shopkeeper heard that Wen Xuan brought someone to him, he ran over. The shopkeeper was covered with white Wuxu, and the flesh on his face was squeezed into a place. He said "Young Master Wen" and kept "Young Master Wen", but Wen Xuan didn't want to pay attention to his appearance, so he waved his hand and said, "Pick up good wine and food to bring it up, and then packed up more than a dozen clean rooms to come out."

The shopkeeper did not dare to neglect, so he narrowed his eyes, bowed his waist and stepped out, and hurriedly went to make arrangements.

Since the death of the two old heads of the Wen family, the young head quickly grasped the entire Wen family, established virtue and authority, and was not ruthless. Although it is said that he has a bad temper, not many people actually saw him lose his temper, because the young master did not often walk outside openly, and only heard that he often wore casual clothes and walked in the Wen family's territory.

The shopkeeper of this family was killed before and when the Wen family was in chaos, he set a price on the ground, raised prices, and took advantage of the situation to rob the Wen family. Unexpectedly, the young family leader actually came to deal with it himself, with clear rewards and punishments and moderate leniency. He not only taught the shopkeeper a lesson, but also kept him to continue doing business in Wunan Town to observe the future.
Chapter completed!