"When did you put down the trap?"

When Mr. Qingyi and others returned, Liu Zheji pointed at the big pit below and asked casually.

"Last night...Ji Shengyin took the bounty team to release it." Lan Yuntian said honestly.

Liu Zheji nodded. This group of people also knew how to prepare for battle in advance. Unlike some people, the number of people in the team was several times that of the military service unit, but the number of Yin soldiers and Yin generals killed was only a fraction of others.

Ma Ming and other Mojia were not in a good mood, and the atmosphere in the entire team was depressed. Not to mention the death of his brothers, the results of the battle were not as great as those of others. Ma Ming gave him the first battle after returning.

A slap in the face.

"Don't underestimate the enemy, even if it's a brainless Yin soldier." Liu Zheji left these words to Ma Ming.

"Don't overestimate yourself, even if you are much smarter than the opponent." Liu Zheji reminded Master Tsing Yi again that although the Jiao Yong Yuan did well, looking at the whole battle, the Jong Yong Yuan was too risky.

Any mistake would result in huge losses. Fortunately, Mr. Tsing Yi used his magical power to kill a Yin general in an instant, otherwise it would be hard to say what the outcome would be.

After returning to the camp, the entire Mojia Army reconnaissance battalion was dispatched, and many Yin soldiers were eliminated this time. Liu Zheji needed to know the exact information on the official road, and whether there were still a large number of Yin soldiers on the way to Lingshi Valley.

The information was sent back in the middle of the night, and Yu Wenhun, the commander of the reconnaissance battalion, personally sent the information.

"Reporting to the young master, there are no large numbers of Yin soldiers on the official road three hundred miles ahead. The area around the official road has also been explored. Except for a few Yin soldiers in the villages beside the road that have been eliminated, the entire official road has been completely cleared by the reconnaissance battalion.

.

Liu Zheji looked at Yuwenhun in surprise. This Yuwenhun was an innate general recruited by the Mojia Army five years ago. The Yuwen family was originally the first family in Longcheng, Jiangnan County. The whole family escaped during the Jiangnan County Incident.

, and then established a small force in Jiangbei County.

Mo Jiajun spent a lot of effort to recruit the opponent, but in the end the Yuwen family agreed. Most of the newly formed reconnaissance camp are members of the Yuwen family. Their family specializes in a secret skill called "Celestial Vision".

Gu Lianqi's reconnaissance battalion is a magic touch to enhance the eyesight of Yuwen family members. It not only strengthens the team's reconnaissance capabilities, but also gives the Yuwen family a place to use.

"Okay, I understand, let the brothers rest first." Liu Zheji nodded and sent Yuwen Huhun away.

"Send my order to break camp tomorrow!"

The next day, it was dawn, and all the personnel were ready to go. Liu Zheji deliberately divided the team into small groups. Except for a few people from the Mojia Army in the Miscellaneous Service Courtyard to guard the middle camp, the rest were sent out.

The order was given to eliminate the nearby Yin soldiers. Most of the people in the middle camp were logistics and support personnel, and most of them were ordinary people. If the Yin soldiers attacked, it would be a disaster for them.

The team was advancing on the clean official road. Liu Zheji was sitting alone in the carriage with his eyes closed and concentrating. The next battle was even more important. He might have to go through a battle before he could settle down in Lingshi Valley. This was the worst time to do so.

He is the one who is lax.

In the Mustard Seed Space, a group of people were working tirelessly on the spiritual soil. The power of Liu Zheji's soul was strengthened again. The Mustard Seed Space could already hold twenty people, and the spiritual soil had grown to ten acres.

Several important members of the Han family and Miss Xi'er, Leng Xiaoyu were among them. Last night after Liu Zheji broke through the soul, he found Han Yuesheng and told him about the spiritual earth space. At first, he didn't believe it. When Liu Zheji took him in

After entering the space, Han Yuesheng said nothing and refused to come out.

"Master Han, how are you busy?"

Liu Zheji probed into the spiritual soil space and saw Han Yuesheng turning over the soil with a heavy sweat, and couldn't help but laugh.

"Don't call me Patriarch Han. My position as Patriarch has been passed to Hongyi. From now on, just call me Old Man Han." Han Yuesheng wiped away his sweat and kept busy with the spirit hoe in his hand.

"Uh...Senior Han, I'm not in a hurry to dig up this spiritual soil. Don't the Han family have a lot of people? It's the same as letting them come. You don't have to do it yourself, right?" Liu Zheji laughed dryly. The Han family saw the spiritual soil.

Just like meeting your own mother, no one comes in and doesn’t plan to go out. Originally, the Han family’s eldest daughter

Young Master Han Zhaoheng hasn't entered the space yet. I don't know who he heard from Liu Zheji that there is a mysterious space here, which is full of spiritual soil. After he knew the news, he annoyed Liu Zheji for several hours. Liu Zheji guessed that it must be Han Xiaomei who said it.

He let it slip, so he had no choice but to put Han Zhaoheng in.

"Young Master! You are here! Come and see the new species I am researching!"

After Han Zhaoheng entered the spiritual earth space, he did not dig up the soil with other members of the Han family. Instead, he circled a ten-meter-square plot of land on the edge of the space and surrounded it with a fence. At first, Liu Zheji didn't care, and the Han family didn't care.

, he let him fiddle with it, but he didn’t expect that this time he came in and actually let him fiddle with something.

"What are you talking about?" Liu Zheji heard Han Zhaoheng's greeting and couldn't help but move to his piece of land. The ten meters of land were turned over by Han Zhaoheng in a mess. At this time, two tea leaves with a faint yellow light appeared in the center of the spiritual soil.

Above, the tea leaves are almost mature, but a little wilted.

Han Zhaoheng pinched two leaves from the tea leaves in pain, held them up and said: "This is a new variety I researched before, New Hongyi Tea! Originally I thought there was something wrong with my research! I didn't expect it was a local problem.

Haha! As soon as I arrive in your space, young master, the new red tea I researched will be able to grow!"

Back in the carriage, Liu Zheji held up the two pieces of tea. Looking left and right, he couldn't see anything fishy. After hesitating for a moment, he asked the guard outside to get him a teapot.

Liu Zheji only had some emergency spirit stones, elixirs, and other items left in his storage ring. The rest he felt was useless, so he simply gave them to Cui Xue and asked her to distribute them.

After a while, a beautiful figure boarded the carriage carrying a tray. When Liu Zheji saw the steaming teapot in Mu Qing'er's tray, he fell into deep thought.

"Did you put tea leaves in it?"

Mu Qing'er nodded blankly and said: "Young Master, don't you want to drink tea... Qing'er specially brewed a pot of spiritual tea for Young Master."

Liu Zheji covered his forehead and felt a headache, "Okay, I didn't explain or understand."

He asked Mu Qing'er to change the teapot to one filled with hot water. Liu Zheji opened the lid and was about to throw the tea leaves in when a small white hand stopped him.

"Young Master, it's not right to make tea like this." Mu Qing'er gently pushed Liu Zheji's hand away and took the two tea leaves from his hand.

"Huh?" Mu Qing'er seemed to notice something when she touched the tea leaves. She couldn't help but pick up the tea leaves and put them in front of her little nose and sniffed them gently.

"What's wrong? Is something wrong?" Liu Zheji rubbed his hands and asked in confusion.

Mu Qing'er looked at Liu Zheji's little move angrily and said: "This tea is dark in color, and the corners of the leaves are also yellow. It is a waste tea, but it contains a fresh spirit. I dare to ask young master, what is this tea?"

What’s the name of the tea?”

"Little Hongyi Tea was newly developed by the eldest son of the Han family." Liu Zheji said honestly.

Mu Qing'er said "Oh", took out a kettle from the storage ring, washed the tea leaves carefully, and then put it into the teapot.

"Generally, tea leaves are put into a teapot and soaked in hot water until they are swollen before drinking. However, this tea is a spiritual tea and cannot be brewed by ordinary methods. Young Master, please come and watch."

As she spoke, Mu Qing'er gasped slightly, and two hazy white lights emerged from her palms. Then, Mu Qing'er placed her hands on both sides of the teapot and explained: "The spiritual energy contained in the spiritual tea cannot be brewed with ordinary hot water.

, only after being heated by infuriating gas or special tea-making tools.

It can fully mobilize the spiritual energy in the tea leaves."

As Mu Qing'er spoke, the lid of the teapot kept bouncing upwards, a "Woo-Woo" sound came from the spout, and a trace of white mist gradually filled the entire carriage.

Liu Zheji couldn't help but take a deep breath, white mist entered his nose, and the fragrance of tea made his mind clearer.

“Great tea!”

Liu Zheji couldn't help but admired.

"Young master, I haven't tasted it yet. How do you know it's good tea?" Mu Qing'er raised the corners of her mouth slightly and said something witty. The white mist rising from the teapot made her cheeks blush, and she couldn't stop talking.

Her eyes were full of autumn water. When she looked at Liu Zheji, her head was buzzing and she felt an impulse somewhere in her body.

"The tea is almost ready... Let's drink tea first." Liu Zheji adjusted to a comfortable sitting position and hurriedly put his hand on the handle of the teapot to pour the tea.

A hand suddenly pressed down on Liu Zheji, and the skin touched each other. Liu Zheji felt a slippery feeling. With a shake of his hand, he tipped the teapot, and the hot tea splashed onto Mu Qing'er's arm, immediately scalding it out.

There is a red dot.

"Young Master..." Mu Qing'er glanced at Liu Zheji with a sad look, as if she was blaming him for being so impatient.

Liu Zheji immediately retracted his hand. This Mu Qing'er had really learned the eleventh level of An Ning's skills. He really wanted to ask what skills An Ning had practiced that could turn the little girl into such a mess.

Mu Qing'er saw Liu Zheji sitting upright and not disturbing her anymore, so she poured the tea from the pot into the tea cup next to her. When the tea was poured into the spout, white dragons rose up from the tea cup. Mu Qing'er's face was filled with surprise.

, when the tea reached the cup line, Mu Qing'er retracted her hand gracefully and blocked the spout with a special wooden stopper.

"Young Master...this is a high-grade spiritual tea!" Mu Qing'er exclaimed in surprise, holding up the tea cup with both hands. On top of the tea cup, the water vapor like white clouds condensed, and Mu Qing'er said

He held the tea cup in front of Liu Zheji like he was holding a small bonsai, offering a treasure.

Liu Zheji hurriedly reached for it with his hands. Being so close, it was inevitable that the skin would touch each other. Liu Zheji tasted the delicate feeling again. He put the tea cup to his mouth in a slightly embarrassed manner. Liu Zheji looked forward to Mu Qing'er

He drank the tea in one gulp.

"Young Master, drinking tea is really like drinking alcohol." Mu Qing'er covered her mouth and snickered.

Liu Zheji blushed and put down his tea cup.

At this time, the spiritual energy in the tea spread in Liu Zheji's lower abdomen. A strong warmth made him so hot that he couldn't help but groan. The warmth spread from his lower abdomen to all his limbs. Liu Zheji felt as comfortable as

It was like taking a hot bath. When he came back to his senses, Mu Qing'er was leaning on her chin and staring at his face without blinking.

"Don't you want a drink?" Liu Zheji felt very uncomfortable being stared at by her and couldn't help but ask.

"Me? Is that okay?" Mu Qing'er lowered her head and asked.

Liu Zheji's mouth twitched, "Of course, you made the tea anyway."

Mu Qing'er seemed very happy when she heard what Liu Zheji said, so she took the tea cup in front of her and poured herself a cup. Unlike Liu Zheji's rudeness, Mu Qing'er elegantly touched her red lips to the edge of the tea cup.

, and then took a sip of tea.

After a while, Mu Qing'er had the same reaction as Liu Zheji just now. Liu Zheji's scalp went numb after hearing the sweet words.

"Young Master... this tea is really good." Mu Qing'er's eyes were full of spring water, and a drop of tea was flowing down her chin from the corner of her mouth. Liu Zheji couldn't help but look at the drop of water.

The bead passed through a streak of water and penetrated through Mu Qing'er's collar.

Seeing Liu Zheji staring at her chest... Mu Qing'er's cheeks were red, her mouth was slightly open, her chest was rising and falling, and she breathed out fragrance and said, "Young Master, if you want..."
To be continued...