Night is coming.

Zhou Buyi was still looking through the bamboo slips inside the house.

The candlelight flashed, and he leaned on the bed, looking at a bamboo slip in his hand about Lihuo.

Suddenly, a light flashed, and a thin figure appeared in the light and shadow on the ground.

Zhou Buyi was shocked when he saw this figure.

"Who is it?"

Zhou Buyi quickly got up, closed the bamboo slips in his hand and walked slowly towards the place where the dagger was hanging on the left.

After a while, no sound came out again, and the figure in the light and shadow disappeared.

Zhou Buyi carefully took off the dagger, pulled the dagger out of the scabbard and held it in his hand, watching around nervously.

It was a long time later, and when Zhou Buyi found that there was still no sound, he couldn't help but feel it.

Maybe I've read it wrong.

However, just as Zhou Buyi was about to put the dagger back, a creaking sound came from the door, and Zhou Buyi knocked at the door with his eyes.

I saw that the door was opened at some point.

Very weird.

Zhou Buyi frowned and tightened the dagger in his hand, and looked at the door with some vigilance.

The wind blew, but Zhou Buyi still didn't relax at all.

Although the wind is very strong at this time, it will not blow the door open.

And the figure I just saw might not have seen it wrong.

The old man Ji Wuying had a little out of shape, while Yang Dingtian was a little majestic.

Brother Kumu has lost weight, but at this time, Brother Kumu will not come to him, let alone, if he is really Brother Kumu, he will definitely not have made these tricks.

So, someone else must have slipped in.

After swallowing, Zhou Buyi held the short sword and never dared to look at the door lightly. However, after a long time, no figure appeared at the door, and even the sound of the wind became weaker.

"Who is here and why don't you sign up?"

Zhou Buyi said in a low voice at the door, but even if he said so, there was still no sound or response at the door.

If you have to say anything, you will probably have the faint sound of the wind.

This is simply strange.

Zhou Buyi slowly lowered his steps and walked carefully towards the door.

When he was about to reach the door, Zhou Buyi held the palm of his dagger and sweated a lot.

Try to control your breathing as much as possible. When you come to the door, Zhou Buyi's short sword in his hand also stroked out the door happily.

After slashing a few swords casually, Zhou Buyi frowned and walked out of the door.

In the yard, let alone figures, there are not even some small animals.

Looking around the scenery in the yard, there was nothing else except the darkness.

What's going on?

Zhou Buyi's heart was already full of doubts at this time.

"Your Highness, your reaction is much more keen than a few months ago."

Suddenly, such a cold voice came from behind Zhou Buyi.

Zhou Buyi closed his eyes and subconsciously held the short sword in his hand and turned around and stabbed him.

But this thorn was empty.

"Your Highness, open your eyes and take a good look."

It was this cold voice again, Zhou Buyi slowly

He opened his eyes, and when he looked into the room.

At this time, the white-faced scholar appeared in the room at some point, and at this time, he was sitting at the table, holding one of the bamboo slips that Ji Wuying and Yang Dingtian gave him.

"You, you are, the white-faced scholar?"

Zhou Buyi naturally did not forget this thin guy who had lived in the Zhou royal palace for a while.

But how could this guy suddenly appear in Xinzheng City?

The white-faced scholar smiled slightly.

"I didn't expect that the prince could still remember me. Well, this made me feel a little flattered."

Zhou Buyi's brows relaxed a little.

Although I don’t know why this white-faced scholar appeared here, this guy should be without any danger.

Back in the house, Zhou Buyi placed the short sword in his hand on the table.

"Why are you here?"

As soon as he sat down, Zhou Buyi asked this question directly.

"I have no other reason, I'm bored when I'm free, I've just taken an errand. Your Highness, long time no see you."

The white-faced scholar shrugged. With a casual look, he saw some words about Li Huo on the bamboo slips in Zhou Buyi's hand. Then, he saw the short sword that Zhou Buyi threw on the table.

He picked up the short sword, looked at it in his hand, raised his eyebrows, and said in surprise.

"I didn't expect that the sword that the prince's prince discarded was so extraordinary. Not bad. This forging technique alone is not inferior to some famous swords.

As a generation of strong monks, the white-faced scholar's eyesight is naturally not comparable to Ji Wuying and others. He could see it at a glance and noticed the extraordinaryness of Zhou Buyi's short sword.

Especially after carefully looking at it, he further confirmed some of his thoughts.

The forging technique of this dagger is not inferior to some famous swords today, and the materials used to forge this dagger are also extremely extraordinary.

The sword used by the white-faced scholar was just similar to Zhou Buyi's short sword.

The young master of the white-faced scholar has a certain level of cultivation even if he looks below the best, but the sword he used is just the same as Zhou Buyi.

How old is Zhou Buyi?

He is just a little kid in his early teens. He said he has a noble status?

There is only one prince of the Zhou Dynasty. It is impossible to be as noble as the emperor, right?

Zhou Buyi glanced at the scholar with a white face.

"It's just a gift from a friend, how about it?"

"Hey, this friend of the prince looks very extraordinary."

The white-faced scholar grinned, and then he put the dagger back on the table.

"I was somewhat unexpected that China would allow you to come here."

Zhou Buyi frowned again. Although he didn't have much impression of the white-faced scholar, he also kept some of the other party's things in mind after introducing them casually through Ji Wuying's few casual words.

The strongest cultivation level can be fully viewed among the strongest people in the world.

I just returned to Nanli, and at this moment, it is the critical moment. Logically speaking, going abroad?

"The adults in China naturally feel at ease with me. Otherwise, how could this easily release me? Hahaha, Your Highness, thanks to you for this."

The white-faced scholar smiled slightly, and what he said was also

Zhou Buyi was a little confused.

"Thanks to me?"

The white-faced scholar nodded.

"If the prince hadn't allowed me to move into the royal palace to recuperate, this behavior attracted the attention of many domestic forces, making them think that I was accepted by the King of Zhou. It happened that the King of Zhou was leading the army to fight outside. Naturally, they would not be willing to offend the King of Zhou at this critical moment, so they were a little more relaxed in dealing with my affairs."

Zhou Buyi was a little confused after hearing this explanation.

He really didn't expect this.

No, did you allow this guy to enter the royal palace to recuperate?

Isn’t this the decision made by the old man Ji Wuying himself?

"Is that person who appeared outside the city? Is it you?"

As soon as Zhou Buyi asked, he saw the white-faced scholar looking at Zhou Buyi happily.

His eyes seemed to be talking to Zhou Buyi.

Who else can besides me?

"Thank you."

Zhou Buyi's expression became a little bad, but he still thanked the white-faced scholar.
To be continued...