Mobo nodded: "Yes, that's true. What does this have to do with the four murals you mentioned?"
Xia Yuanqiu pointed to the drawing paper in Mo Bo's hand and said: "This painting is what I saw in my dream. I suspect that the fragrance of osmanthus on Nantai Mountain has some connection with the golden osmanthus image in this painting."
Mo Bo suddenly understood and said hurriedly: "You mean, as long as you crack the formation between the bushes, it will be possible to find the golden osmanthus in the painting?"
"That's right, I think it's not just as simple as finding the golden osmanthus in the painting. Maybe we can find a third-party jade ring. Even if there is no jade ring, there will definitely be some clues about the jade ring."
Mo Bo had a meaningful look on his face: "What do you mean, do you plan to accept the inheritance of the Divine Lord's treasure house?"
Xia Yuanqiu nodded, with a firm look on his face: "Heaven has given me orders, and I shall bear the responsibility. I was too naive in the past, thinking that rare treasures are hard to find, and that God knows what the earth knows. I don't want to fight, but now , the secret cannot be kept. I have become the most important criminal in the world, and even the royal families of various countries. How can I sit still and wait for death? That day when I saw you suffer for me, I swore that one day, I will become a person who can protect myself and be able to protect myself. To protect the people I want to protect, I can no longer let others suffer for me, and I don’t want to rely on others’ protection to survive anymore.”
In a world where the weak eat the strong, only self-reliance is the way to survive.
Mo Bo was quite moved: "It seems that you have decided to strengthen yourself, and the old man has my share of the credit!"
Yuan Qiu's face turned red and he smiled sincerely: "Uncle Mo, you suffered on my behalf and allowed that blood-devouring Gu to attack you, but you still refused to confess to me and suffered so much. I owe you a favor." life."
Mobo waved his hand and said boldly: "Silly girl, what are you talking about? The most important thing for us Jianghu people is loyalty. If you call me Mobo, you are the junior I want to protect. Not to mention a blood-eating Gu. So what about ten items?”
There were too many words of thanks between them, just like the treasure house of the god, which should have been kept secret, but she shared it with him alone. This was a kind of sincere trust.
"It's getting late today. Let's go up the mountain early tomorrow morning to see if we can have good luck and meet Guixiang again." Mo Bo said.
Xia Yuanqiu nodded: "That's exactly what I mean!"
The two of them looked at each other and smiled, as if they were in sync with each other.
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After Zhu Yan and his party rested in Nanjun City for a day, they set off again, leaving Nanjun, passing through Nanfeng, and heading towards Nantai.
The closer we get to Nantai, the more humid and hot the wind blows. It is not like the cold winter in the north, but as warm as the spring in the north.
No wonder Yuan Qiu said that facing the sea, spring is warm and flowers are blooming. It turns out that here, flowers bloom all year round, and it is as warm as spring in all seasons.
On a fork in the official road, they met another group of people on their way. Those people were riding fast horses and shouting all the way. When they saw Zhu Yan's horse group from a distance about to turn into the main road, they all shouted loudly. Yell, let Zhu Yan and others give way.
Zhu Yan is the prince, and Xing Ying is the prince's personal attendant and the deputy commander of the general camp. When the Eighteen Blood Demons come in and out, others always give way to them. When do they give way to others
They didn't hear anything and just continued on their way. Those who were rushing with whips could only stop their horses, and the sound of horses neighing and whistling could not be heard.
"Hey - are you deaf?" A big man who was riding in front shouted towards Zhu Yan and others.