Sure enough, as Hai Dongqing said, after walking for two days in the direction of Changbai Mountain, Yin Xiu and his party had only green grass left under their feet, and the surroundings were also green. Perhaps due to the influence of vitality, even the horses became lively. They walked briskly and their ears swayed slightly as the breeze blew. Yin Xiu let go of the reins with both hands and let the breeze hit her face. Although it is cold winter, it has not yet entered Changbai Mountain. The temperature here is actually a little warmer than other places in Liaodong. "Changbai Mountain, have you been here before?" Yin Xiu looked at Ren Qi, who rarely showed a relaxed look next to him. Ren Qi shook his head, "I often come to Liaodong, but Changbai Mountain is usually only seen from a distance. After seeing it for a long time, even its appearance on the horizon has become some kind of dispensable background, which cannot attract me. Notice." "There is something I don't know whether to say or not?" Yin Xiu looked at him. "For you, what difference does it make whether others take it seriously or not?" Ren Qi glanced at him and said, "If you have anything to do, tell me quickly, otherwise you won't have a chance." "Say it like I'm going to die soon."

Yin Xiu spreads his hands. "I often hear people say that when a person gets older, he or she loses interest in the surrounding environment, becomes indifferent, and does not care about the scenery." Ren Qi glared at him, "That's just a mountain, not a treasure or a palace. I must stare at it without blinking?" "What are the palaces and treasures? They are valuable and dazzling at the moment, but after hundreds of years, the dust that should be covered with dust, and the things that should collapse will also collapse. Only the mountains, rivers and sea are still there, picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely seeing the Nanshan Mountains .” Seeing the way Yin Xiu was shaking her head, Ren Qi glared at him, "You chew on words and feel sour when you speak. Did you learn from Liu Banxian?" "Who do you think I am, to imitate him?" Yin Xiu waved his hand, "Seriously, there are so many sects of masters in Da Nei, stick sticks, blood drops, and guards with swords. Don't they specialize in detecting Feng Shui, just like Qin Tianjian?" "Of course." Ren Qi glanced at him and said, "They touched Colonel Jin." "Touch Captain Jin?" "That's right, the Gold Captain is also an organization of high-ranking experts. However, it has very few people and is extremely mysterious. It doesn't hang up signs in the palace or set up yamen, and it almost doesn't act together with other branches. It just acts together. It’s impossible for them to reveal their identity.” Ren Qi touched his chin, "Of course I have never met these people. I have only heard about them in some vague legends." "Oh? If that's the case, I've heard about it too, but it's much more detailed than you." Yin Xiu said suddenly. Ren Qi looked a little surprised, "Have you seen the secret book that flowed out of the palace?" "Is there such a thing?" Yin Xiu asked. "That's what someone in the palace escaped and told you." "If that were the case, I wouldn't ask you." Yin Xiu glanced into the distance. "Then how on earth did you know?"

Ren Qi became more and more curious, so much so that there was an unbearable restlessness in his eyes. At this time, Yin Xiu touched her nose and laughed. "The captain I know is a man, a woman, and a fat man. They traveled all over the world, entered various mausoleums and underground palaces, and fought many demons and ghosts, but in the end they couldn't make much money." "Oh, it turns out to be a martial arts novel." Ren Qi was quite disdainful, "There will be no girls when it comes to Colonel Jin, because girls are prone to attract dirty things." "Isn't that just right!?" Ma Xiaoyu didn't know when she had caught up from behind, and happened to hear the conversation between the two. She glared at Ren Qi who carefully closed his mouth, then looked at Yin Xiu, "Is there really such a martial arts novel?" "Yes, it's in my room. I'll show it to you when I have time." "But your room is not big, and it doesn't seem like you can hold too many books." Ma Xiaoyu said. "So I lie in bed most of the time. If you..." "Well?" Ma Xiaoyu widened her eyes and motioned for Yin Xiu to continue. Yin Xiu is such a bold person, naturally he will not be stopped by a look, so he continued: "If you come, I can clean the floor." Ren Qi was noncommittal and continued to ask: "But if fighting back and forth doesn't make money, then what are they doing fighting back and forth? What's their hobby?" “Many times, travelers travel just for the sake of traveling. Sometimes it doesn't matter where the destination is or when it will be reached. " "Because for him, the scenery on the road has become the meaning of travel itself." Ma Xiaoyu jumped on the horse, took over Yin Xiu's words, and continued talking. The two looked at each other and smiled. Ren Qi ignored the singing and harmony of the two of them, and just said with a cold face: "That's what we say, but in fact we are hurrying all the way, isn't it just to reach Changbai Mountain?

For us, everything we pass along the way is just a process, or even an obstacle. What we care about is the destination, Changbai Mountain. " "When did you have so many emotions? Are you going to give up your military career and join the pen?" Yin Xiu rolled her eyes at him, quite angry that Ren Qi suddenly ruined the perfect atmosphere. However, Ma Xiaoyu just gently pulled Yin Xiu's hand away and continued to talk to Ren Qi. "Although it's not right now, I feel that sooner or later you will find the meaning of travel." "significance?" Ren Qi's eyes flashed, "For someone like me who is always on the road, what's the point? I walk a certain distance just to achieve my goal. Speaking of which, I don’t have any destination or end point. I don’t even have a goal. I’m just like a fallen leaf or a dandelion. Wherever the wind is stronger, I will drift there, drifting with the current, wherever it wants to push me. It doesn't matter what it becomes.

If the court wants me to kill someone, I will kill him, no matter if he is a traitor to the White Lotus Sect or a colleague or relative, I will only execute the order. If the imperial court thinks that I am a traitor to the Party and a traitor, then they should just think so. I have no intention of clearing myself of my grievances, because I have no such thoughts and ideas. " "A person without roots." Ma Xiaoyu murmured. "What did you say!?" Ren Qi had a rare hint of anger. "Oh, I mean, you are like that kind of rootless duckweed, a bird without feet, you go with the wind and die wherever you land." "This is the first time I've heard such a statement." Ren Qi's anger dissipated, and he felt a little more joyful at being understood. "Well, people who don't have birds." Yin Xiuru was thoughtful. This time, Ren Qi was not going to listen to Yin Xiu's sophistry. Not everyone who comes out of the palace is a eunuch, but it is precisely because of those eunuchs that people who come out of the palace are also very concerned about what others think. Because the difference between being and not being is not the difference between one or two, but the difference between being or not. Some of them have such misunderstandings, perhaps because of ignorance and naivety, but Yin Xiu's "misunderstanding" is actually malicious. Although Yin Xiu tried her best to pretend to be as innocent and cute as Ma Xiaoyu when she said this. But this face alone was enough to cause all his acting skills and disguises to collapse in an instant, revealing his true colors. So Ren Qi just said coldly: "Do you want to fight?" "I do not want." Yin Xiu put his hand back on Ma Xiaoyu, "Because the two of us combined are not enough for you to fight." "Don't you often use your mortal body to defeat immortals?" "The more rumors spread, the more outrageous it becomes, Brother Master." Yin Xiu shook his head like a drum. "I am at the eighth level of mystical realm, and even to my death I have been fighting against those great masters of the ninth level of mystical realm. Asking me to fight a land immortal like you would be a bit disrespectful to me." "You are lucky today, I have no plans to do anything." Ren Qi snorted coldly, kicked the horse in the belly and moved forward, leaving Yin and Xiu behind. Yin Xiu didn't intend to catch up, but slowly rode with Ma Xiaoyu. "He changed his gender today?" Ma Xiaoyu asked. "Maybe it's for your sake?" Yin Xiu smiled. "When did I become so proud?" "You've always had it, you just didn't know it."

Yin Xiu tightened and loosened his legs to control the speed of the horse. This was the riding method he learned from Ren Qi. Today, due to the weather, everyone wore light clothes. Ma Xiaoyu wore a short skirt again, and her lotus-like thighs were looming under the coat. Ma Xiaoyu walked on Yin Xiu's horse like this for a while, and couldn't help but feel something strange behind her. Her butt moved forward a little, but as the horse jolted, she slid back. "what happened?" "It's okay," Ma Xiaoyu's face turned a little red, "Something hit me." Yin Xiu looked down and said in embarrassment, "It's my sword." Ma Xiaoyu turned her head and glared at him, "Then why don't you put your sword away?" "Usually it's blunt, but it comes out of the scabbard when it's sharpened. In fact, many boys don't know that if the sword remains hidden in the scabbard and doesn't come out, then you need to see a doctor." "You said many boys don't know about it anymore. Where can I find out?" Ma Xiaoyu gritted his teeth: "If you make me feel hurt again, prepare your sword for humane destruction." When Yin Xiu heard this, his sword heart was covered with dust, and the vigorous sword intention finally dissipated. At this time, Ma Xiaoyu finally felt a little more comfortable, but after only walking for a while, the irritating feeling appeared again. "Didn't I say that you have fallen into trouble?" Ma Xiaoyu asked angrily. Yin Xiu had no choice but to say, "I will become a land immortal again." …… Although it hasn't snowed yet in Changbai Mountain, the leaves high up there are covered with a layer of silvery gray, which makes people feel cold when they look at it. Krupp left a unique mark belonging to their team on a tree, and then looked back at the mighty team. This team is walking through the forest, maintaining silence and full of rhythm in their movements. There are more than 400 people in their team, half of whom are local porters and coolies, responsible for carrying luggage and providing supplies. These porters were not Tang people from Liaodong, but foreigners transferred from the farther border with the Kingdom of Koryo. When Krupp sent the telegram, the branch in the Kingdom of Koryo had already begun secret organization and mobilization. , and soon two hundred people came. Each of the other two hundred people has at least one gun. In addition to long guns, some also carry one or two large-caliber short-barreled shotguns. Explosives are even more essential. A roll-like gunpowder tube. These people are Krupp's armed forces. They work as security guards everywhere on weekdays. When needed, they are summoned to form an extremely elite mercenary force. Most of these people have blond hair and blue eyes, and some of them have East Asian faces, with unpretentious coldness and cruelty between their brows. The railway network that runs through the entire East Kyushu makes this speed of gathering possible. Even Krupp himself was wearing a slim-fitting hunting suit, brown leather boots, a gun on his back, a bullet belt around his waist, and a telescope hanging around his neck, looking like a neat explorer. Owen was still wearing the large robe with heraldry and pattern as usual, even though it was inconvenient and obstructive in the forest. "Mr. Krupp, I feel that you have become younger these days. The mountains, the cold and the deep jungle have become some kind of nourishment for you." Owen looked at Krupp with no flattery in his tone.

"Of course, you don't need to tell me, I feel it myself." Krupp was elated, "When I was an explorer, not an entrepreneur, I often traveled to the tropical rainforests of America. Inside there are books taller than a lighthouse, mushrooms that can be used as beds, various unseen creatures, and ferocious and mysterious cannibal natives. Despite the dangers, such a life filled me with passion, physical and mental pleasure, and made me feel like the happiest person in the world. This is something I will never be satisfied with no matter how great my achievements are in my subsequent business career. Business is just a job and a supplement to my career. " Owen thought thoughtfully, "No wonder Mr. Krupp didn't even blink when you lost millions because of that Rheinland Industrial stock. Later, when the other two stocks fell below the issue price and were announced for investigation just one day after listing, you didn't take it seriously. If anyone had Mr. Krupp's mind, then the world would be full of gentlemen. " Owen didn't notice that as he spoke more, Krupp's face became more and more ugly. After a pause, Owen asked again: "But Mr. Krupp, I thought that even if you were really interested in the great treasure in Changbai Mountain, you would not mobilize such a mighty team to come over. Such a large expedition team is burning money every minute even if they sit still. " "What if I say, this is to get revenge on that Feng Shui gentleman, but also to find the treasure, make up for my losses in the stock, and save Krupp? Or is this just my adventure game? " Krupp said with a smile that made Owen unable to tell whether he was joking or telling the truth. However, he did have a lot of questions today, so he asked again: "Where is Mr. Frank? Why didn't he come?" Krupp only glanced briefly at the ridge. "Mr. Frank, you have gone fishing." (End of this chapter)