"Old man, I don't want this either. Who told that idiot Niu Ben to accidentally reveal my existence to the old man and make me unable to return home? Since I can't even go home, my brothers will work overtime with me. alright."
"As long as you are willing to work overtime with the old man, the old man can forget about you guys testing my young master."
Fu Bo took a step forward, still with a smile on his face.
However, when the smile on his face appeared, it was filled with a sense of oppression like a mountain.
This oppressive feeling fell from the sky and pressed on everyone, as if it was going to push them to the ground.
This is the strength of the Supreme Martial Arts.
"This is an official procedure. You have been here, so you should know it. The official side allows a person to disrespect heaven and earth, gods and Buddhas, but he must be loyal to the people and the country!"
"He didn't offer incense outside the main hall, which means he doesn't believe in gods and Buddhas, but he still didn't offer incense inside the hall and showed no respect for the people of the world!"
"Okay, the old man is tired of hearing these big principles. Although he didn't offer incense, didn't my young master still stand in front of the incense table for a while? Didn't he hesitate for a while? Is it necessary to go to the line like that?"
"When the time comes, if you make a few changes in the report, won't it be done?"
"The great calamity is about to begin. Where can we find so many perfect people? Or are you just perfect people?"
Uncle Fu asked in return, but the man choked up and was speechless for a long time.
"This catastrophe is not a game, but an event related to the entire Kyushu, and even the survival of Blue Star. Pay attention to what should be paid attention to, and ignore what can be ignored. Don't put the cart before the horse!"
The man fell silent.
After a long while, he raised his head, glanced at Uncle Fu, and replied: "In that case, I'll do what you said."
"You are a senior, I believe you will not harm Kyushu!"
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On the other side, a few hours later, Xiao Wen's plane landed at the airport.
After leaving the airport, I took a taxi and rushed to my home.
After returning home, Xiao Wen ran straight towards the living room, with a bit of eagerness in his eyes.
He wanted to know what kind of news Fu Bo had left for him in his heart.
In other words, is there some information about your parents?
Those ancient martial arts families should be hopeless at present.
Instead of counting on those guys, it's better to count on your own Uncle Fu.
Xiao Wen entered the house.
Today's home looks just like it did in the past, not much has changed.
When Xiao Wen's eyes fell on these homes, he found that today's homes were no different from those in the past, and they still had the same layout.
If I had to say something different, it would be that today's homes are less popular, less hot, and more deserted.
Without Fu Bo, there would be no meals ready as soon as you walk in.
After pausing at the door for a few seconds, Xiao Wen came to the polite coffee table and looked at the three things placed on it.
A letter, a key, a token.
The letter is Forbes' self-narration and his statement of his identity.
He was originally an official, but because of some things, he retired early and traveled around the mountains and rivers. Due to some reasons, he suffered a brain injury and lost some of his memory. He was rescued by his parents.
Later, although his memory was restored, his parents disappeared. Fu Bo couldn't bear to be left alone to guard the entire group's property, so he stayed with him all the time.
However, when Fu Bo wrote about the news about his parents, he did not give a precise explanation. He only said that when his martial arts cultivation can reach the holy realm of martial arts, he will be qualified to find his missing parents.
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As for the key, it was the key to the vault of Jiuzhou Bank. He left something for Xiao Wen in the vault so that Xiao Wen could pick it up when it was empty.
The other token is the Shushan token.
If Xiao Wen encounters difficulties, he can take this token and go to Jianmen Pass to find the current master of the Jiange Pavilion. Show the token and ask him to help him do something.
After a long time, Xiao Wen took his eyes away from these things and said nothing. But at this moment, he felt that his heart was a little empty.
"Uncle Fu, don't worry, I won't let you down!"
Xiao Wen muttered in his mouth, silently folded the letter paper, took back the envelope, and put the envelope away.
The letter is very simple, far less comprehensive than what Forbes said.
There is no way to answer the doubts in my heart with the help of this letter.
It seems that Uncle Fu's situation in the imperial capital is not too good!
Even the ceiling of Kyushu's combat power will be greatly restricted.
The thought flashed across his mind, and Xiao Wen didn't think much about it, nor did he rush to the vault to get something. Instead, he put the things away, closed the door, and went straight back to his room, lay down in the game cabin, and started playing the game by himself.
The inner journey of war.
After logging into the game, the carriage and horse were still halfway there. When Xiao Wen woke up, his eyes fell on Xi Zhicai, whose face was slightly pale.
When Xiao Wen looked at Xi Zhicai, he frowned slightly, but he could see that Xi Zhicai was feeling unwell.
However, before Xiao Wen could speak, Xi Zhi seemed to notice that Xiao Wen had "come out of seclusion", and the pale color on his face gradually disappeared and turned rosy.
Xi Zhicai turned his head and looked at Xiao Wen, with a smile on his face and said: "Master, are you out of seclusion?"
"Well." Xiao Wen took your lead, glanced at Xi Zhicai, frowned slightly, and asked: "Sir, your body..."
"It's okay, it's just a bumpy ride in the car, I'll be fine after a short rest." Xi Zhicai forced a smile and said.
Hearing this, Xiao Wen stared at Xi Zhi for a few times before looking away. He didn't ask any more questions and just said: "In this case, sir, please take more rest these days."
"This place is still some distance from Yingchuan, so there's no need to worry."
"My lord, you have now entered Yuzhou, and my subordinates have already sent me a greeting card. If I can get a reply, I am willing to take my lord to meet someone first."
"Oh? Who?"
"Mr. Shuijing!"
As soon as these words came out, the entire carriage returned to silence. Xiao Wen stared at Xi Zhicai for a long time before saying: "Mr. Shui Jing, it turns out to be him."
"It seems that this time, sir, I already have someone in mind that I want to recommend for me. I wonder, who is that person?"
This question was by no means unprovoked, but Xiao Wen saw the doubts in Xi Zhicai's eyes, and that's why he asked this question.
The person he likes and is willing to recommend to him should be a very talented person.
I just don’t know who this person I’m interested in could be?