The military officials worked in Weiye, but in the end they did not wait for the people from Dali Temple to come.

Since the old man Ibn, the Great Imar in Hei Shui City, is not here to be Wei Ye, then Wei Ye is not planning to rush to trouble with Da Imar now. Let the group of priests who are stripped into pigs get out. Wei Ye ordered Wang Chao to drive back to the Chuan House. Before leaving, Wei Ye couldn't help but look at the iron master:

"Brother Tie's martial arts are considered a great master even if he is placed in the fifth battalion of the Northern Army in Luoyang. It is a pity that he buried it among the heads of Guizhou. Brother Tie, if he still wants to join the army, he will invite Chuanshe to meet with his official."

This is very unrelated to the recruitment of Fengyi, which means that the lucky people like Wei Ye can open this mouth. The true children of aristocratic families are used to the treatment of the protagonists who come from a family and famous scholars, like greeting each other barefoot and three visits to the cottage. Only those who are former eunuchs, Cao's family and exiled royal family can be so shameless that they can get out.

However, such recruitment can only be considered an early investment. Wei Ye, a soldier who is a bare-headed soldier, does not look like a fish in the water in the border counties, but when he walks around thousands of stones, Luoyang, which is not as good as a dog, is nothing. Moreover, in the atmosphere where the party struggles in Luoyang have not stopped for a while, there is not much room for a straitor to engage in a soldier who is a Sili School Office.

Not to mention anything else, the virtues of the Dagu Mansion and the Luoyang Branch of Taiping Road actively extending their hands everywhere in the Jingji army. Before the magicians clearly turned to one of them, how could Wei Ye take the turn to install people in the army?

Therefore, this early investment is just a remark of personal feelings. At least, according to the Han system, recommending virtuous, talented, or filial and honest are the consequences of the game between the aristocratic families of various counties and local officials. It is not a turn of a passing military officer to engage in arguments, which makes Wei Ye even not able to make a relationship with his recommendation of his disciples.

However, beyond Wei Ye's expectations, Master Tie bowed his hand and said with a fist: "Mr. Wei's resignation will be made. Tieshan Ming is in the five-day situation. He will arrange the follow-up matters in these two days, and he will never let Wei's love betray him."

Wei Ye couldn't expect Tieshan to be like this, but the words meant to be the one who really wanted to surrender. He was a little stunned, then smiled and nodded, put down the car curtain, and ordered Wang Chao: "This play has been sung. We will return to the house to care about the rest."

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In the small courtyard specially prepared by the Guide County Chamber for Wei Ye and his group, the little mute had already tied it up like a rice dumpling, and was still waiting for his teacher with the foreign wizard who had been suffering from cold and poison.

Thanks to this foreign wizard faction, who originally had a tradition of focusing on alchemy and pharmacology, has also been involved in poisons and curses, and has slightly increased its resistance to cold poisons, which is the time when Wei Ye, the main master, arrives.

Wei Ye Duan sat in the main hall of the courtyard, drinking slowly while holding a bowl of Poria tea, while looking at the hooded wizard who was tied up with interest, his face turned black and his teeth were trembling.

He put down the tea bowl, looked at the little mute first, and praised with a smile: "Ayan's work now makes me feel more and more at ease. This tongue is very good. If I hadn't seen this gentleman, I wouldn't have figured out many things."

After saying that, Wei Ye picked up the spoils placed on several tables, and the roll of parchment with complicated symbols written in ink mixed with silver powder.

The magician spread the whole parchment paper, and used his index finger and middle finger to flick the paper surface, and sighed: "The best lamb skin is the skin of a newborn lamb. It is first soaked in lime water, then scraped off the oil and meat residue. It took a lot of effort to get such a piece of parchment paper. The magic circle on it uses a pentagram, but the five marks around the pentagram look a little bit full of eyes, and it looks like a rune, and it also has the feeling of a hell emblem in the devil's science. Friends, stop pretending to be mute, you are not a 'local', yes."

Listening to Wei Ye's particularly sophisticated judgment, especially the sentence "I'm not a local", the mage tied into a rice dumpling suddenly relaxed. His eyes showed surprise, then nodded vigorously, and then screamed a few times. There was no way, and his mouth was blocked with a hemp rope.

Wei Ye nodded to Sima Ling, and the girl went to untie the rope knowingly. The magician looked at the toad monk again, and the latter also went out to look at the wind tactfully. Only the little mute, who was holding the ice strings in both hands, was ready to give the captive another cold-toxic ice needle whenever something was wrong.

Looking at this formation, the Hooded Mage didn't dare to move.

Unlocked the rope and removed the hemp rope ball that was in his mouth. The Hooded Mage slightly moved his hands and feet, then took off the hood, revealing most of his young and pale face.

The reason why he said most of his face is because he hasn't looked at his face for a long time, his eyes are covered by messy and malnourished brown hair, and he looks like he is squatting at home.

He scratched the back of his neck with his thin, bandaged hands, and spoke in a squint manner as if he was looking for something to say: "...Well, can you give me some hot drinks first?"

The magician held the Poria tea and looked at him with a smile. Then he stood up with the Poria tea, walked to the magician, handed him the tea bowl: "If you don't mind, just drink it."

He did not dislike the fact that Wei Ye had left the drink. The magician took the tea bowl with both hands with gratitude, then put it to his mouth, and sipped it in small mouthfuls.

Wei Ye waited for him to finish drinking and asked leisurely: "Can you exchange information now? Although you don't know which faction of mage you belong to, it's just a negative magic system, Mr. Black Magic."

The Hooded Mage, who was slightly warmed by Fuling Tea, sat up straight, and then tried to look at Wei Ye through excessively dense hair, raised his hand, and the Misilian ring on his fingers shone with a strange light: "According to the rules of the Astral Adventurers, as a mercenary, I can only disclose content that is not prohibited by the contract."

"I understand this," Wei Ye took out the bamboo slip terminal. "In accordance with the Astral Adventurers Convention, the prisoners of adventurers who have hostile positions are prohibited from being questioned without violating the general terms of the Astral Gate. Don't worry, my friend, before you left the Astral Gate, I solemnly promised that your personal safety in the Astral Gate is protected by myself."

After completing this fixed procedure, a faint light radiated from the Mischilian ring and the green bamboo slips, and a female voice rang out: "The negotiation process has been registered and will be carried out under the notarization of the lhg notary court."

Wei Ye listened to the voice and supported his forehead with his hands, saying, "Now, it's time to exchange information."
Chapter completed!