Blue Silver Grass Guide

"Muzhi City", south of the city, Jin Mansion.

It was Alai who still opened the door. They hadn't seen each other for several years. When he saw Ling Yi for the first time, he immediately blurted out "Master Yi".

"Long time no see, Alai, how are you doing recently?" Ling Yi stepped forward, raised his hand and patted Alai on the shoulder.

Feeling the concern from Ling Yi, Alai's eyes suddenly filled with tears, his lips trembled, and he hurriedly responded: "Okay, okay, thank you...Master Xie Yi is thinking about me..."

Alai even choked up because he was so excited.

"You~" Ling Yi helplessly patted the other party's shoulder again, and then asked: "Is the master here?"

"Yes, yes, the master is at home!" Alai nodded vigorously and finished, just like before, he bent down and stretched out his arms, reaching out towards the courtyard: "Master Yi, the master should be drinking tea in the backyard at this time. In the past two years, It’s all like this…”

Accompanied by Alai, Ling Yi walked towards the Jin Mansion.

In the backyard, Mr. Jin was sitting leisurely on a recliner, holding the small purple clay teapot that Ling Yi had given him in his right hand, and taking a sip from time to time.

Four or five meters in front, in front of an open-air stove, the fourteen-year-old Jin Hua, shirtless, was concentrating on observing the gradually softening metal ingots in the stove.

There are two rings of light under his feet, one light yellow and one bright yellow. The silver-white metal gauntlet on his right hand is wrapped up to the elbow.

Four years ago, when Ling Yi left [Shuimu Principality], Jinhua had just broken through to the tenth level soul warrior. At Ling Yi's suggestion, Mr. Jin did not insist on letting Jinhua stay for a while to continue to polish his body, but directly hunted for soul rings. , breaking through to the realm of a first-level soul master.

Now four years have passed, Jin Hua has become a level 22 great soul master, and is considered an outstanding one among his peers.

Just as Jinhua's eyelids moved, he held the fire tongs in his left hand, clamped the red metal ingot in the stove, and was about to grab it on the anvil next to him, when he suddenly heard a familiar shout.

"Master! Master——!" Concierge Alai's voice came from the direction of the vestibule: "Master Yi is back, Master Yi is here to see you——!"

Master Yi? ...Ling Yi...Brother Yi? !

Jinhua's eyes sparkled by the light of the flames. He didn't care about the metal ingots that were smelted to the best condition. He immediately turned around and looked at the doorway from the front yard to the backyard.

Next to him, Mr. Jin showed a dexterity that was not befitting his age. He stood up from the recliner and spilled a lot of warm tea from the small teapot in his hand.

Under the expectant gazes of her grandfather and grandson, Ling Yi stepped into the backyard, graceful and graceful as jade.

"A Yi——!"/"Brother Yi——!"

Mr. Jin and Jin Hua shouted in unison and strode forward to greet him.

After all, it was because of the fast pace of the young man that Jin Hua ran to Ling Yi first and looked at Ling Yi excitedly. He wanted to say something, but for a moment he forgot how to speak.

Ling Yi, on the other hand, reached out and slapped Jinhua on the shoulder like he did when he saw Alai before, and laughed and said, "Jinhua, long time no see. You've grown a lot taller - and a lot stronger!"

As he said that, he raised the hand that was pressing on Jinhua's shoulder, made a fist and gave the opponent's chest a gentle blow.

"Hey, Brother Yi, long time no see." Jin Hua scratched his head and said with a silly smile.

Ling Yi put his arm around Jin Hua's shoulders and turned him around, facing Mr. Jin who was approaching. Withdrawing his hand and crossing Jinhua, Ling Yi took a step forward, bowed deeply to Mr. Jin, and said respectfully: "Master, I'm back."

"Okay, okay... It'll be good to come back, it'll be good to come back..." Mr. Jin stepped forward in two steps, supported Ling Yi, and said excitedly.

"Let's go." Mr. Jin took Ling Yi's arm and walked towards the backyard, saying at the same time: "Tell me, old man, what has happened to you in the past few years, why have you been away for so long -"

"That's right!" The old man walked halfway and seemed to think of something. He turned to Jinhua and Alai who were following him and ordered: "You two, go guard outside and no one is allowed in!"

Facing the old man's words, Jinhua and Alai looked at each other. Alai immediately nodded vigorously and responded loudly: "Yes!"

After saying that, he turned around and ran in the direction of the vestibule.

Jinhua, on the other hand, looked at Ling Yi and then at Mr. Jin, looking a little worried and reluctant.

When Mr. Jin saw this, he was not used to it. He immediately glared and said majestically: "Go quickly!"

"Oh~" Jinhua responded helplessly, turned around and walked towards the back of the backyard.

Watching Jinhua walk away, Ling Yi did not stop him, but walked to a corner of the yard, picked up two stone benches weighing more than 100 kilograms each in one hand, walked to the middle of the backyard, and put them down next to the stove.

Seeing Ling Yi's actions, Mr. Jin felt like a mirror. He silently came to Ling Yi and sat down on one of the stone benches.

Smiling at Mr. Jin, Ling Yi's movements were not over yet. He pointed at the storage soul guide on his wrist and took out a basket full of bamboo joints.

He casually took two bamboo joints and threw them into the stove. The red flames touched them and the bamboo joints began to make a "crackling" sound after a while.

A copper kettle was placed on the edge of the stove, and two white porcelain tea cups were placed on the small square bamboo table that had just been moved. In addition to this, there is also a large-mouthed bat statue.

Just like this, the master and the apprentice were warming up the fire and waiting for the water to boil to make tea.

After a while, the spout of the copper kettle began to make a slightly urgent whistle. After Ling Yi poured boiling water into the two teacups, he placed the copper kettle further outside the edge of the stove.

Just like that, the bamboo joints that had just been put into the stove made a "crackling" sound, and the boiling water in the copper kettle kept making a "gurgling" sound.

When Ling Yi handed a tea cup in front of him with both hands, Mr. Jin, who was watching all this silently, then whispered with a smile on his face: "Young man, you are still so cautious."

After saying that, the old man also stretched out his hands and took the tea cup presented by Ling Yi.

"No way." Ling Yi sat down, picked up his tea cup, glanced at the activated "Sound-eating Bat Statue" first, then looked at the bamboo joints and copper pot that continued to make sounds, shook his head and blew the teapot. He picked up the emerald green tea leaves and replied in a low voice: "The abilities of Wuhun are all kinds of strange. Even if it is like this, I actually don't have much confidence."

"..."

Mr. Jin rolled his eyes at Ling Yi speechlessly for a moment, "Now that we are like this, we still don't have much confidence. You might as well just lay a foundation outside and take everyone away..."

"Haha," Ling Yi heard the words and smiled shyly at the old man: "I am not guarding against the Grand Duke and the others, I just developed a habit outside... You know, disciples always consider problems from the perspective of maximizing the situation..."

"You -" Mr. Jin shook his head, said nothing more, lowered his head and took a sip of clear tea soup.

Ling Yi also lowered his head and drank tea.

For a moment, except for the sound of bamboo knots and copper pots, no other sounds could be heard in the entire courtyard.

Ling Yi: "How many people in the association can be trusted?"

Mr. Jin: "Except for Mu Li, Bai Zhong and Sun Bing are all our people. The blacksmiths recruited in the past four years were all brought out by Li Qiang and Fu Shan. They can basically be trusted."

Ling Yi: "I don't worry about the blacksmith. It's mainly about the trade team. How is the handover between Bai Zhong and Sun Bing and Long Ang and Qingqiu Li? Did their two marquis fathers notice anything? ?”

I’ll stop here today, work for a while and then go to bed. I’ll continue tomorrow night~