It is a total of 2,600 miles from the capital to Hanzhong in the south.

This distance is nothing in later generations, and it can be reached by plane in just eight or nine hours.

But in this world, traveling by carriage takes more than two months.

More than two months is such a long distance for relatives and friends who miss each other.

Zhao Lihe had been away from home for many years and had a deep understanding of this, so the next day after returning to the village, he plunged into the laboratory in the deep mountains behind the village.

The villagers didn't know what he was doing specifically, but they heard that he made a big teapot that would emit white steam, and he also had people abduct a dozen blond-haired, blue-eyed barbarians from Hanzhong Prefecture and Xi'an City and made them study it day and night.

The villagers have become accustomed to Zhao Lihe's occasional strange behavior.

But Zhao Yian didn't like Zhao Lihe's behavior very much.

He hadn't seen his father for a year and he had a lot to say to his father, but his father always couldn't find the time.

When he came back occasionally, he always stuck with his mother, leaving the two siblings outside to be taken care of by Sister Qing.

Sister Qing and a bunch of her brothers, sisters, uncles and aunts in the family were all brought back by our father from outside.

Although my father always said that they were friends of the family, they did not seem to be very happy. When facing me and my sister, they were always respectful and servile, calling us master and miss.

Zhao Yian didn't like this feeling very much, and as a result, he didn't like this group of people very much either.

But the one he disliked the most was Sister Qing with the big eyes.

Because he always felt that Sister Qing also wanted to snatch his father from him.

It has been more than half a month since my father came home, but I have spoken less than twenty sentences to him.

This made Zhao Yian very unhappy.

So this morning, Zhao Yian took his twin sister Zhao Yining and quietly slipped out of the village while their family wasn't paying attention, wanting to go to the back mountain to find their father.

But my mother always said that there were tigers in that mountain and they would eat them.

He also said that there was a village on the mountain, which was full of bad guys and they would capture them and sell them for money.

Having said so much, Zhao Yian was naturally a little scared deep down.

So the brother and sister called their friends, and everyone took wooden swords and went up the mountain together, so they would not be afraid.

Zhao Yian had a good plan in mind, but his plan failed completely before it could be implemented.

Because today a group of carriages and horses came to the village, among which there was a very beautiful carriage, and two people got out of it.

Xiaohong, who was the main force in this expedition, forgot the promise he had just made when he saw the adult who was dressed so nicely. He rushed towards the man, shouting loudly, and saying words that made him a little envious.

“Daddy!”

A familiar voice came from the front. Pan Yunpeng smiled and immediately bent down, caught the little boy who was running towards him, picked him up and turned him around a few times.

"My dear son, do you miss your daddy?"

"I do! I think about it every day!"

The boy's clear voice woke Lin Zhongtian from his shock.

He opened his eyes wide and asked in surprise: "Is this your son?"

"yes!"

Pan Yunpeng answered with a smile on his face while touching the boy's cheek affectionately.

Then he turned around and asked the boy to look at Lin Zhongtian, and said, "Come, Guohong, this is your Uncle Fu, call him uncle."

The boy was very obedient and immediately shouted, "Hello, uncle!"

“Haha…Okay!”

Lin Zhongtian chuckled, took out a jade pendant necklace from his arms and hung it around the boy's neck.

"It's our first meeting, so I'm giving you a gift. If you keep it with you, when you grow up, you will become taller and stronger, even more powerful than your father!"

"Really?"

The boy opened his eyes wide, picked up the jade pendant in front of his chest with his chubby little hands, and looked at it in a trance.

Lin Zhongtian smiled calmly and said, "Of course, Uncle Fu never lies."

After learning that Zhao Lihe and other descendants of the Qi family army lived in seclusion in Hanzhong, Lin Zhongtian went to Qinling Mountains on the way, returned to Qianqiugang Village, now Yunwu Village, to replenish the gray fog, and then used the warm jade in the gray fog space to make a large number of jade pendants.

These jade pendants are in the shape of a magatama, and the side of the magatama that is close to the body has many extremely tiny holes.

Gray fog will diffuse out from those small holes at an extremely slow speed.

Lin Zhongtian had specifically calculated that as long as the magatama was not broken, the gray fog inside could last for ten years.

Of course, it can last for ten years only because the speed of diffusion is extremely slow, not because there is enough gray fog in the magatama.

In terms of quantity, there are no more than three strands of gray mist in each magatama, which is less than what the little tiger Chang'an needs in one day.

The reason for doing this is not because Lin Zhongtian is stingy, but mainly for the sake of these children.

After all, Chang'an, who is also a young tiger, has not grown an inch after swallowing a huge amount of gray fog. He doesn't want all these children to become little Nezha with a bronze head and iron arms, and still look the same after more than ten years.

Hearing Lin Zhongtian's words, Pan Yunpeng, who had witnessed all his magical abilities along the way, suddenly became serious and said in a low voice.

"Brother Fu, this... is a bit expensive, right?"

"It's okay. I know there are a lot of children in the village, so I've prepared a lot!"

Lin Zhongtian smiled and took out a brocade box. When he opened it, he saw that it was filled with these magatama.

Pan Yunpeng finally felt relieved. He turned around and told his son seriously to wear it well and never take it off.

At the same time, Zhao Yian and his friends pouted and looked at Pan Yunpeng and his son with resentment.

Lin Zhongtian noticed their gazes and immediately walked over with a smile.

It is now late June and the weather is getting warmer. These children are all wearing short-sleeved gauze clothes. Looking at the style that is similar to T-shirts, Lin Zhongtian knows that these are designed for them by Zhao Lihe.

Seeing the smiling stranger walking towards him, Zhao Yian thought he was the leader of his friends, so he took the initiative to walk out with a wooden sword, raised his head, and asked in a very imposing manner: "Who are you?"

"Haha..." Lin Zhongtian laughed when he heard that. He squatted down, looked Zhao Yian in the eye and said, "Out of courtesy, before asking someone else's name, shouldn't you first give your own name?"

"Hmm..." Zhao Yian thought about it and realized that his mother seemed to have said this, so he nodded and said, "You are right, I should report my name first. My name is Zhao Yian, now it's your turn!"

Lin Zhongtian was slightly startled, looked him up and down, and said with a smile: "Are you Zhao Yian?"

Zhao Yian raised his head: "Yes, do you know me?"

Lin Zhongtian smiled and said, "Of course, I'm still your father's friend!"

Hearing this, Zhao Yian curled his lips, snorted, and said dissatisfiedly: "I knew it, it's another friend of Daddy. Why does he like making friends so much? Everyone in the village is his friend, even the servants at home."

“Is it bad to have many friends?”

"Of course it's good to have many friends, but if there are too many friends, he won't have time to accompany me..."

Zhao Yian's eyes dimmed slightly, and he subconsciously spoke out what was in his heart.

But then he reacted, his face flushed, and he muttered: "Don't think too much, I don't want him to accompany me, it's just that he hasn't finished telling me many stories!"

Quite arrogant...

Lin Zhongtian smiled knowingly, then his face straightened: "Okay, it's my turn to introduce myself. My name is Fu Qingyun, and I am your father's sworn brother. According to the seniority ranking, he should call me brother."

"..." Zhao Yian opened his mouth wide and stared at him blankly, "You...you are my father's sworn brother."

"Oh?" Lin Zhongtian raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Did your father mention my name to you?"

Zhao Yian's expression gradually became excited, and he nodded repeatedly, "Yeah, Daddy said you are amazing, the best master in the world, no one can beat you, not even my mother and the others are your opponents!"

"Haha, your father actually tells the truth!"

Lin Zhongtian looked pleased, nodded, and said proudly: "Yes, I am the world's number one expert. Now do you know what to call me, Xiao Yian?"

"knew!"

Zhao Yian nodded repeatedly and said excitedly, "Godfather!"

Lin Zhongtian’s smile was stiff: “…Hmm?”