Under the night, behind the villa, in front of Ren Hao's tomb, it was quiet.

The moonlight shines through the treetops and sprinkles before this tombstone. Everything around is silent, making people feel peaceful.

"Can't this blood be wiped off?"

He Wangchuan sat cross-legged in front of the black tombstone, stretched out his hand to caress the blood on the tombstone. This was the blood splashed on the tombstone when Chen Qiu made a big fuss several months ago.

These blood stains come from nobles in the south.

But it is not more magical than the blood of others.

"Wipe it with care, but there are still some residues."

Qin Xuming stood behind He Wangchuan and placed a Zhulou full of incense paper money next to the old man.

He whispered:

"Actually, this is fine. The leader of the alliance will live his life. After he dies in battle, he will probably not feel rude even if he worships the tombstones with blood."

"really."

He Wangchuan nodded, picked up two incense candles, placed them in front of the tombstone, and with a pop, two balls of Mars flew, igniting the candle.

He picked up some paper money and put it on the candlelight to light it.

Pressed on the steps of the tombstone.

"I haven't seen each other for half a year, can I get started with Liangyi Divine Fist?"

He Wangchuan made a statement.

There were only two people here, and he no longer covered up anything.

Behind him, Qin Xuming still looked like a housekeeper, and he said warmly:

"The unique skills are difficult to practice, and they are extremely obscure. Fortunately, the owner of the manor left some essence of boxing, and then he barely got started."

"It's not possible to force it."

He Wangchuan said in a faint tone:

"I'll stay here for a short time. After everything is stable, I will still travel around the world. In the future, although I will be the head of this Wulong Villa.

But you still have to handle the overall affairs.

If you don’t have all your skills, you may not be able to suppress the situation.”

"The owner of the house doesn't have to worry."

Qin Xuming, the one-eyed butler, leaned over and said:

"There is one thing that needs to be reported to the owner. After the owner left that day, when I sorted out the owner's belongings, I found some news left by the owner.

It should be left to you by the owner.”

As he spoke, he took out an unopened letter from his sleeve and handed it to He Wangchuan.

The latter was taken in his hand, opened it in front of Qin Xuming, and pulled out the letter paper. There were only a few strokes inside, and only one thing was said.

"Before Jinling, he used his own means to check Yinlou?"

He Wangchuan pursed his lips in surprise, and the old tone also turned into the voice of a young man at this moment.

After reading the letter, he whispered:

"He couldn't find the foot of Yinlou, but he found evidence of the existence of the "Hidden Tower Master", and the owner really existed. Just like a hunter who stayed in the center of the spider web, monitoring the entire world for Penglai.

Well, that person’s nest seems to be in Jiangnan?”

In the last letter left behind, Ren Hao gave his unfinished investigation. Chen Qiu stacked the letter paper and returned it to Qin Xuming. He said:

"Xu Ming, you can do what Uncle Ren hasn't finished.

Don't disturb Hidden Building, go to investigate secretly, I will continue to verify it according to this news. In addition, don't worry about those messy people who come in to spy on the villa.

I issued a small warning in Jinling, which I had already given to those who were interested.

Anyone who knows it.

If you don’t understand, don’t have a wink, and want to step on someone and make a move, then you can come and bury it as much as you want.

However, I have made a statement in advance that I will not take any action in three days. I will leave it to you and let it go. It is also a good opportunity to try Xu Ming's skills.

You can’t have to cook anything if you have to the head of the sect personally? This is too unreserved.”

Hearing this, Qin Xuming also laughed.

"The owner of the manor is really a troublesome person, but what the owner of the manor said makes sense. If the leader is asked to deal with everything, we are really too incompetent."

He moved his five fingers and replied:

"Please rest assured that the owner of the manor is not as powerful as the owner of the manor and the leader of the alliance, but it is still not a big deal to send some ugliness who have ulterior motives."

"Well, then I'll feel relieved."

He Wangchuan nodded, took out some booklets from his sleeve, threw them to Qin Xuming, and said:

"After building a sect, there will be martial arts teachings and disciples. Ren Hao left some martial arts, but most of them are high-quality martial arts, which not everyone can learn.

You can recruit some of these books and put them in the villa's Chuangong Pavilion. The martial arts recorded in them are carefully selected by me, which is very suitable for children who have just entered the world to practice them to lay a solid foundation.

You can also choose some and give them to the disciples in the villa to practice.

In addition, choose some talented disciples and go to Taihang after a while.

Many strange snakes were born there, causing trouble in the mountains, which gave the mountain people a headache.

Those strange snakes are brave and cannot be dealt with by ordinary people. The scales, snake tendons and snake galls are all strange things, which are suitable for disciples to travel.

By the way, I will help the mountain people eliminate disasters and become famous."

"yes."

Qin Xuming's answer number:

"I'll make arrangements now, what instructions does the owner have?"

He Wangchuan did not answer.

After a few breaths, the paper money in front of him burned out, and a little bit of fire lit up the vermilion-red letters on the tombstone. He looked at the words and said:

"Although I can enter the villa tonight, I probably know what Xu Ming is thinking. But I still have to say that fighting with the Penglai dog thieves is a matter of life-and-death death.

Is this a false reputation? Are you afraid?”

"I'm afraid."

The young housekeeper put the martial arts booklets into his sleeve, and he said calmly:

"Who can't be afraid of fighting ghosts and gods with the body of a mortal?

But if it really collapses this day, there is a tall man like the owner who is standing in front of me. I can't do big things, and I can still do it if I wave a few words.

I also heard about Taixing, and the owner of the manor showed his power and killed the Southern Dynasty National Master.

Is it necessary to worship the leader this time to worship the elders with the soul of the immortals?"

"well."

He Wangchuan beat his legs and said:

"I have limited ability and I can't kill the immortals now. However, when I come to worship my old friends next time, I will bring some good news.

You go and rest first.

Leave me and old friends to say a few more words.”

Qin Xuming nodded, turned around and left, and after walking a dozen feet away, he looked back.

The old man sat cross-legged in front of the tombstone, burning with the candle, as if he was really talking to the leader. The human figure was not familiar with the appearance, but Qin Xuming's eyes had the gentleness of meeting his old friend.

This disguise technique is quite amazing. With a master like him, he can't notice the difference.

A few months ago, Shen Qiu gave him a choice before leaving.

Are you going to leave Wulong Villa and go to the world to explore?

Or should we stay here and defend the foundation left by Ren Hao?

This choice is not difficult for Qin Xuming.

He was greatly favored by the leader of the alliance and regarded Wulong Villa as his home.

In this world, who would abandon their home just because of some gossip?

Chen Qiu is the heir chosen by the leader.

Even if there are many rumors in the world, it cannot change this fact. As the butler around the leader, he naturally has to act according to his master's advice.

Besides, he must protect him here regardless of whether there is Chen Qiu or not.

His father was the housekeeper in Nantong's ancestral home of Ren Hao.

Although he was nominally Ren Hao's servant.

But he knew that the leader of the alliance never treated him as a servant, and the leader had never married and had no children in his life. He really treated Qin Xuming as his descendant.

To be honest, Qin Xuming is more like Ren Hao's disciple than Chen Qiu.

Now I have also learned the leader's punch.

Then the bento really has the reality of disciples.

He has spent his youth here, and he has to spend his youth again in this familiar place. When his youth is gone, he is old and old, he will be buried here.

Qin Xuming smiled, no longer thought about it, and turned around and left the back mountain.

Falling leaves return to their roots.
To be continued...