Fantasy: Immortality starts with absorbing demons

"Go." Han Yi patted the pigeon's head and watched its wings fluttering like lightning as it quickly disappeared into the sky. Then he closed the window and turned back to his seat in the study.

This homing pigeon is a new way of contact between him and Hu Ping.

He just thought of something.

Since Luo Meiwei has this secret technique, there may be a special mark on the account book.

The more important contraband itself must have been set with a tracking mark.

Although those goods are temporarily placed with the Hu family, there may not be any problems in a short period of time.

But in the follow-up, I am afraid that someone will follow the clues and find the Hu family, and then find Hu Ping, and then discover the relationship between the two, which will involve Han Yilai.

This has to be guarded against.

Moreover, on Han Yi's side, Chen Jiuli just left during the day, and there should be no more people coming to investigate in the near future.

So the top priority is to deal with this large amount of contraband.

"I hope it's all in time..." Han Yi closed his eyes and sighed.

In Hu Ping's reply, he mentioned several ways to deal with this batch of contraband.

As long as this batch of contraband is dealt with and there is no direct evidence that he is related to Luo Meiwei, nothing will happen to him.

But the premise of everything is that Hu Ping has not been discovered yet...

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Jingtianzhuang, Jiuquyuan.

In the quiet room, candles were inserted on the walls on both sides. The candlelight swayed slowly, except for a few corners, illuminating the interior of the room somewhat sadly.

In the middle of the room, there was a low table with a pair of white futons on both sides.

Zhong Yunxiu and Zhong Han sat opposite each other, silent.

Green smoke curled up, and soon, a stick of yellow sandalwood burned to the end.

Zhong Yun stood up and was about to pick up a thick sandalwood stick from the side table and put it on again.

Snapped.

At this time, a white and tender hand gently held her arm. This was Zhong Han.

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Zhong Yunxiu was about to ask a question.

But I heard Zhong Han say: "Mom, let me do it..."

Without waiting for Zhong Yunxiu's reaction, she took the sandalwood, turned around and inserted it into the copper-colored incense burner, picked up the oil lamp on the side and lit it gently.

"Hey... Hanhan, you have really grown up..." Behind her, Zhong Yunxiu's eyes were full of joy, "If your father were still here, he would see you so sensible. , and I will die without regrets..."

"Father..." Zhong Han paused.

He immediately turned around and said with a smile: "Mom, my father is always here. Otherwise, how can we, mother and daughter, always have everything go as planned and go smoothly?"

"Yes, Hanhan is right..." Zhong Yunxiu also smiled.

Just smiling, she suddenly felt her eyes heat up and quickly lowered her head to cover it up.

Today is the memorial day of her husband, Zhong Shaotian. At this time of year, she will stop all outdoor activities and stay in this quiet room, looking at things and thinking about people, secretly feeling sad.

In fact, she never thought that Zhong Shaotian was dead.

In her opinion, the real death is when no one remembers you, no one cares about you, no one visits your grave, and no one remembers your memorial day.

That is the true, silent death of eternal cold and biting cold.

And now, she would burn incense to commemorate this time every year, just for this thought in her heart.

In the past, she did this alone.

But as Zhong Han gradually grew up and matured, he learned the truth about many things.

In recent years, mother and daughter have often tidied up the quiet room together and observed silence at this time.

Soon, the sandalwood burns cleanly.

Zhong Han stood up, wiped the incense table, and cleaned up the incense ashes that fell on the table.

After everything was done, she took another look at the incense table.

Jingtian Village, the twenty-sixth owner of the village, Zhong Shaotian.

On the black wooden sign, there are clear gold letters explaining everything.

What is placed here is just a cenotaph. After all, Zhong Shaotian was still in the secret realm when something happened, and when the secret realm passage exploded, he didn't come out in time.

Father, secret realm, demon army, village owner, inheritance...

Many clues to his deeds were like pearls strung one after another on a pearl necklace. The image of Zhong Shaotian, the father she had never seen before, gradually began to become three-dimensional and full in her mind.

For her long-dead father, she had puzzlements, doubts, admiration, and hatred...

But everything turned into a sigh at this moment.

Zhong Yunxiu and Zhong Han sat back on the futon again, facing each other.

"Hanhan, it's been really hard these days. There are a lot of things at the helm. Look at how hard you have been working..." Zhong Yunxiu looked at his daughter tenderly, with a hint of distress in his eyes. .

Ever since Zhong Han was betrayed by her good sister last time, her heart has been tightly closed, she has become taciturn, and she has never regained her original cheerfulness.

It was also because of this incident that Zhong Han felt deeply that he was inexperienced and didn't know enough about people's hearts, so after breaking through the sixth level of true power, he took the initiative to apply for a job as a helmsman outside Jiuquyuan and serve as the helmsman to hone himself.

Zhong Han's face at this time was obviously thinner than before he became the helmsman. It was not as smooth and tender as before, and was slightly rough from running around in the sun all day long.

The only thing that didn't change was her still gentle and clear eyes.

"It's okay. I was a little flustered at the beginning, but after getting familiar with everything, many things just fell into place." Zhong Han smiled.

In the past, she didn't quite understand her mother's work.

She felt that there was nothing going on in the Jiuqu Courtyard, but her mother was so busy that she could not be seen all day. What was she busy with?

After she actually became the helmsman and was in charge of a station, she realized that the work of a superior, especially wanting to be a responsible superior, was far from easy.

With so many people under her, the daily food, drink, defecation and urination, and the fixed expenses of the station, these are all real expenses.

The thing that worries her most every day is to find a way to get money from somewhere to maintain the expenses in the station.

This is because everyone knows her background and no one is secretly looking for trouble, but she is still so difficult.

Her mother, Zhong Yunxiu, maintained the huge Jiuquyuan and the prosperity of many peripheral industries. She went from weak to strong and turned the tide against adversity...

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but admire her mother's talent from the bottom of her heart.

Zhong Yunxiu shook her head and smiled helplessly: "Do you think I am willing? This is all a mess left by your father. If everything was really easy, I would have thrown this job to you long ago.

It's because these things are extremely difficult, so I hope you can experience them all and make your own choice."

After that, she looked at Zhong Han with a sharp look, as if asking what her choice was.