In the summer, the sky was not dark until the evening, but the sound of insects in the grass was boiling and rustling, as if ice chips were trembling.

The evening breeze pulled the mixed sounds into the wooden grid, swaying up, blowing the ends of Anbochen's hair. The half-warm and half-cool breeze swelled, but it seemed to carry a huge cold air, making Anbochen grin and his eyebrows tremble, as if he was holding something.

Just a few words, Sima Jin was dry and took a sip of tea. Sima Jin casually leaned against the couch, crossed his legs and looked at the strange-looking An Bochen opposite with interest.

"Xiao Anzi, do you think we should save Li Xiaopang or not?"

Upon hearing this, An Bochen's expression became more complicated. He raised his head to look at Sima Jin who was smiling narrowly, and couldn't help but sigh.

The two of them were in a small pavilion on the fifth floor, which was also the highest point of Longmen Inn. It was hollow but not open. Through the sparse wooden grid, you could see the sky and the earth, but it seemed particularly cramped and could not see the whole. The eyes passed over the darkened wooden grid, and An Bochen looked south from afar. After looking for a long time, he suddenly laughed.

An Bochen never expected that when he was traversing the north, the only thing he had was not in a good shape all day long, and his greatest ambition was to carry a bird cage and lead a dog to the city, Li Xiaoren, who had also made a huge name in the south. Unfortunately, his reputation did not bring him any benefits, but instead trapped him in the southern desert. It was not famous but also bad. At least it made An Bochen stunned after reading the secret report and listening to Sima Jin's narrative, and he was amused and laughed and cried after coming back to his senses.

"Save! Must save! Uncle Li is still waiting for the little officials to go back and pass on the Li family's family."

This sentence was squeezed out from the gap of teeth, and An Bochen looked at Sima Jin, whose eyes were crescent-shaped, and couldn't help but complain: "I said Hongfu, Xiaoguan is still sharing hardships with you. We have been together for so long, why are you not a little sympathetic and just watching jokes?"

"It's not that I don't have sympathy, but that little fat man... he's completely self-inflicted!"

With a snorting, Sima Jin fiddled with Qimu Teacang and curled his lips, "That day, the Liu army was defeated by the rioters. I will send someone to find him according to your intention. I found the small official and your five hundred tigers in the south of Guqiu. At that time, the rebels were still wandering around and forcibly breaking through the dead end. So he ordered his scouts to discuss with the small official. Three days later, I sent a team of scouts to pick them up late at night and turned around from the secret passage. He did not do so. The next day, he actually took the Huben camp to reverse and hunted. It was not until the fourth morning that he hurriedly turned back the agreed place. My scouts ordered the order to prohibit them, and they left naturally before he could wait for him. Later......."

Sima Jin didn't say anything further. She didn't say anything about what happened later. An Bochen knew that it was nothing more than a cut of military power and forced into the royal family. Without the Ghost Army scout, even if Sima Jin wanted to protect Li Xiaoguan, she was powerless. When she was rescued by An Bochen, she turned back to the south, Sima Jin sent someone to inquire Li Xiaoguan, but found that the fat man had led the Hu Ben Camp all the way south, walked through Nanguqiu, where the rebels were full of rebels, passed the Black Snake Corps, and bypassed the largest southern province with strong troops and horses, and arrived at the Southern Wilderness.

It is also considered his great fortune. He led 500 troops to the southern end of the empire in a confused manner. I am afraid that even he himself does not know where he is going. But people's good luck will always be useful one day. As soon as he arrived in the Southern Wilderness, Li Xiaoguan encountered disasters. Since then, disasters have come one after another. Although he has no worries about his life,...

An Bochen and Sima Jin raised their heads at the same time, and their eyes were full of helplessness.

"You little official has this kind of temperament, and you don't know. I think I'd better go to the Southern Wilderness as soon as possible to bring him back."

After scanning the shocking but ridiculous things on the secret scroll on the desk, An Bochen said with a bitter smile.

"You want to go alone again?"

Sima Jin frowned and looked at An Bochen: "Xiao Anzi, it would be fine if you were to go alone in the past, but now your Zhoutian cycle has not yet been connected. There are many defects in the thirty-six attacks in Zhoutian. From here to the southern wilderness, you have to pass through Nanguqiu, Heizeling and Lingnan provinces where the rebels gathered. If you are not careful, you will fall into danger. Even though today, the Dakuang royal family is still orthodox. You, a criminal who carries a wealthy title, will be a hot commodity wherever you go."

An Bochen also knew that Sima Jin was right. Without the technique of controlling the wind and losing the technique of water and fire, An Bochen could no longer travel around the world without knowing it, and it was really dangerous to go south and go south as before.

"But don't worry. I've prepared it before you come here. I'll accompany you to the Southern Wilderness tomorrow to rescue the little official."

Just as An Bochen was frowning, Sima Jin slapped the tea cover and looked at An Bochen with a smile.

"But your inn..."

"It's okay, Jiang Ping and Wang Meng are watching the inn."

After Sima Jin finished speaking, he saw An Bochen's face strange expression and couldn't help but chuckled: "Xiao Anzi, the four of them are nothing in your eyes, but because you have seen too many powerful people in the sky before, you naturally don't think how powerful they are. But you don't think about how many kinds of cultivators this Dakuang can have? Including tigers and wolves in the world, hard practices in the north, the extreme western strange people, and the hermits hiding in the city, there are only a hundred. It's an opportunity for me to conquer the four of them. Although they don't have the murderous intent you have cultivated, and their ability to go to battle to kill is not too powerful, they each have their own abilities. It's definitely more than enough to protect this Longmen Inn."

Yes, how many heavenly grades can I have in this world? The reason why I think ordinary heavenly grades is no big deal is that most of the opponents I meet are tigers and wolfs, and those who have great killing weapons among heavenly grade monks. But the world is not dominated by killing. Although the five tigers and seven bears are strong in Taoist skills, although the ability to kill people in battle is powerful, the cultivation skills may not be as good as that of the extraordinary people. As Hong Fu said, the four people in the inn are not very powerful, but they also have their own unique skills.

An Bochen thought silently, opened the secret scroll under his hands, and read the notes of the four people again.

Jiang Ping: He is meticulous, resourceful but indecisive, and has a great memory. He is not good at Taoism, is good at setting up formations, manages accounts for Longmen Inn, and is in charge of inn transactions.

Wang Meng: He is silent and has a decisive manner, and has great strength. He has a natural cultivation level, average Taoism skills, and is good at body skills. He is the handlebar of Longmen Inn, and is in charge of inn information.

Jiang Le: He has a lively personality, hates evil like a grudge, and is both civil and military. He has a great cultivation level, good Taoism skills, and has a talented general. He is a waiter in Longmen Inn and is in charge of the assassination outside the inn.

Xu Yang: He is irritable, honest and invulnerable to swords and guns. He has a natural cultivation and good Taoism skills. He is the chef of Longmen Inn and is in charge of the inn guards.

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After the notes of the four, they also have their origins, which are extremely detailed.

Longmen Inn was just a start-up, and Jiang Ping and the other four had not undergone too much tempering, but Sima Jin had already decided on the future plan. Unlike ordinary inns, Longmen Inn does not mainly engage in merchants, but operates four major deals - transactions, intelligence, assassination and inner guards. Now, only Guyang County can naturally not achieve great things. However, in Sima Jin's plan, at most five or six years, or at least one or two years, Longmen Inn will expand north from Guyang County, take root in remote Ye County, and then slowly move towards the city to monopolize the inn industry. When the world notices, Longmen Inn has become deeply rooted and cannot be lost.

Although this career is not as difficult as Wang Ba’s great career, it is not much less difficult. If she wants to complete it in a hurry within a few years, she may be able to do it.

After looking at the girl looking into the distance under the night, An Bochen suddenly smiled and kept turning another page in his hand.

There is only one person recorded on this page.

Shangguan Wan'er: She is proficient in classics and history, likes to study, and does not have any skills. She is the shopkeeper of Fenglin Pavilion.

"She is curious about the rituals of husband and wife, and is determined to understand the relationship between men and women, and she also wants to choose the great man in her mind. It is more suitable for her to be the boss of a brothel. I am afraid no one in this world will be more enthusiastic and willing to work harder than her."

Sima Jin's smile came from his ears. An Bochen couldn't help but smile when he heard it, shook his head with a smile, and placed the secret scroll on the desk.

In addition to the future plan of Longmen Inn, the secret scroll also has the situation in the world over the past month, as well as the whereabouts of Ren Tianming, Wuhua, Zhang Bushi and others, but An Bochen doesn't want to continue reading.

Perhaps because he was not at ease enough, he didn't want to tighten the string so quickly, or perhaps because the night was quiet and the beauty was fragrant tea on his side, Amber Chen didn't want to break the rare atmosphere.

The night wind blew, and the moon was like water. The two of them sat in the undisturbed attic, quietly enjoying tea.

In Liujing, which is not far from Guyang County, there are also people sitting alone in a tall building, drinking tea and watching the moon.

Behind the veil is a stunning face, as cool as ever, without losing all kinds of charm, but it looks a little tired due to the rotation of the world over more than a hundred days.

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Chapter completed!