"Not busy, very free."
Luo Jiuyan rarely goes to the Chu Group. He only goes there when there is something special.
Xianyun usually brought important documents back for him to sign. As a CEO, he was still very free and easy.
"Well then! Since you're going, take your sorrow with you."
Xiao Qingran thought that since Duochou had asked, he should just agree!
It doesn’t matter if you bring one more or one less!
With Luo Jiuyan around, she was not worried about Duoxu's safety.
Unexpectedly, Luo Jiuyan firmly disagreed: "No, he can't go."
Luo Jiuyan was about to say this when Duochou beside him interrupted him: "Junior brother, you're afraid that I'll tell Xiao Qingran about the embarrassing things you did as a child! If you let me go, I won't tell her. If you don't let me go, I'll find time to tell her secretly."
Xiao Qingran: “(￢_￢)”
You said it so loudly, did you do it on purpose for her to hear?
"Then you'd better not go."
Luo Jiuyan was not threatened by Duochou at all.
"Oh, my dear junior brother, if you don't let me go, I'll be so lonely. I can chat with you, cook for you, do your laundry, warm your bed, and even..."
"Okay, go ahead. I'll let you go."
Hearing Luo Jiuyan's helpless tone, Xiao Qingran burst out laughing.
Luo Jiuyan's face turned dark and he glared at Duochou fiercely.
"Hahaha……"
When Xiao Qingran heard the sad and devilish laughter, she couldn't help but curl her lips.
It’s actually not bad to let go of the sorrow, so you won’t be bored along the way.
"Then book the tickets at once. I have two."
Xiao Qingran only took Liusha with him.
After hanging up the phone, Xiao Qingran began to prepare the things he would take to the ancient martial arts world.
I told the old lady that I was going to visit Pingshuang's hometown for a while and would definitely come back before the New Year.
The old lady had no suspicion.
At half past five, Luo Jiuyan came to the courtyard to pick up Xiao Qingran.
It was not yet six o'clock when the group arrived at the airport.
After waiting for a while, Song Yueqi came over with two burly men.
Seeing Xiao Qingran brought so many people. Among them were handsome little monks, Taoist priests with immortal temperaments, and a killer-like man with a sword on his back. Only a man with a strong aura could be considered a normal person.
Could it be that these people are the bodyguards hired by Xiao Qingran?
These bodyguards are too unique.
However, he had to remind Xiao Qingran: "That sword is too obvious, it won't pass the security check."
Song Yueqi pointed at the sword on Liusha's back, speechless.
What kind of people are these!
"Is there any way you can get him to bring the sword on board?"
Xiao Qingran had never considered this issue before.
Song Yueqi shook his head: "If it were smaller, it would be fine. This big, it's too obvious."
Liusha's eyes grew serious. The sword in his hand, though forged with modern craftsmanship, could slice through iron like mud. Its blade was thin and light. He had been practicing swordsmanship since childhood, and the sword was his most proficient weapon. If he couldn't bring it to the ancient martial arts world, his abilities would be greatly diminished.
"Come with me. I have a plan."
Luo Jiuyan nodded to Xiao Qingran and took Liusha to a remote place where cameras could not reach.
"Give me your sword."
Luo Jiuyan asked Liusha to take off the sword from his back.
Liusha was puzzled and followed Luo Jiuyan's instructions, putting the sword in Luo Jiuyan's hand.
Just when Liusha wanted to ask Luo Jiuyan if he had any way to hide the sword, he saw the sword in Luo Jiuyan's hand suddenly disappear.
Liusha was startled and looked around quickly, but saw no one coming.
So where did his sword go? How did it suddenly disappear out of thin air?
"Let's go! I'll give you the sword when we get to the Ancient Martial World."
Luo Jiuyan said this lightly, then turned and walked back.
Liusha followed Luo Jiuyan closely with a confused look on his face.
"Where did you put my sword?"
Luo Jiuyan glanced at him and said nothing.
This glance made Liusha unable to ask any more questions.
After reuniting with Xiao Qingran and the others, no one asked how Luo Jiuyan helped Liusha hide the sword.
The group of eight quickly went to the terminal hall.
When it was time to board the flight, the group passed through security smoothly and boarded the plane.
An hour later, the plane landed and the eight of us took another flight together.
At around nine o'clock in the evening, the group appeared in a very small county town in H Province.
Eight rooms were booked in the largest hotel in the county.
After a night's rest, early the next morning, after breakfast, Song Yueqi took everyone to the car dealership and rented three cars as he knew the place well.
The mountain road was rugged and the car became more and more bumpy.
Fortunately, Luo Jiuyan had prepared some lemon tea for Xiao Qingran in advance to prevent motion sickness.
The car drove along for three or four hours before arriving at a small mountain village.
"Many people in this village used to be from the Ancient Martial Realm. After staying in the secular world for too long, they don't want to go back. The gatekeepers stationed at the entrance by the Ancient Martial Realm also live in this village."
While Song Yueqi introduced the situation in the village to Xiao Qingran, he led everyone into the village.
"If we want to enter the Ancient Martial Realm, we must first register and have a token from an Ancient Martial Realm family. Without a token, the guards won't let us in. Even if we force our way in, we won't be able to get through."
As soon as Song Yueqi finished speaking, a middle-aged man in shorts and carrying a hoe came towards him.
When they got closer, Song Yueqi hurriedly greeted the man: "Village Chief Wu, long time no see."
The middle-aged man looked at Xiao Qingran and the others. When his gaze fell on Zhou Wu, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Master Zhou?"
He threw the hoe on his shoulder and walked quickly to Zhou Wu, bending his legs and about to kneel down. Zhou Wu pulled him up.
"Master Zhou, I didn't expect it was really you. Thank you for reminding me last time. If it weren't for you, I might have lost my son. Since we're all together, let's go to my house for lunch. After dinner, I'll personally take everyone to the Ancient Martial World."
Zhou Wu looked at Xiao Qingran and asked for her opinion.
It was noon, and the weather was cold. A meal wouldn't take up much time, so Xiao Qingran nodded in agreement.
"You're welcome. We're sorry to bother you."
Zhou Wu put on an air of mastery, exchanged a few pleasantries, and then followed Village Chief Wu to his home.
Village Chief Wu's home is located in the center of the village. It is a two-story Western-style building. The yard is very large.
As soon as everyone entered the house, they felt a wave of heat.
I didn’t expect there was heating in the mountains.
Village chief Wu’s wife is a middle-aged woman with a sallow complexion and a headscarf on her head. She is not tall, but she always has a smile on her face.
Seeing Village Chief Wu bringing a group of people back, he rushed into the kitchen.
Everyone was arranged to sit down. Song Yueqi didn't expect that the Taoist priest invited by Xiao Qingran actually knew Village Chief Wu, and looked at him curiously.
Village chief Wu probably didn't remember Song Yueqi very well. After chatting for a while, he finally remembered him.
He slapped his thigh and said in frustration, "Look at my memory. Brother Song passed by here a year ago. If you hadn't mentioned his name, I would have forgotten it."
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