Qin Tian couldn't help but laugh and said: "No wonder your stronghold in Japan is called Lengshe. It originally came from here."
Leng Yun smiled and said: "I still want to come back here to retire here one day."
"follow me!"
"The place where my parents live in seclusion is still up there."
Her body moved swiftly through the mountains and forests, looking like a beautiful elf.
Soon, we came to a deep mountain with few human traces.
Next to the spring water, there is a natural cliff waterfall. A blue pool looks like stars falling from the sky to the earth.
On the hillside not far from Bitan, there is a tomb. On the stone tablet, it is written: Tomb of Leng Jun and his wife.
Because no one had cleaned it for a long time, the grave was covered with weeds and flowers.
When Qin Tian saw the handwriting, he nodded and said, "Yes. This is master's handwriting."
Leng Yun lowered his head and began to clean up the weeds on the grave. Then he picked a large bouquet of flowers and placed them in front of the grave.
Qin Tian stayed with her for a while and couldn't help but asked: "Is the place where they live in seclusion nearby?"
"Follow me!" Leng Yun stood up and led Qin Tian over the hillside. In front of him was a green bamboo forest.
In the forest, a wooden house was in dilapidated condition due to its age and obvious signs of being chopped down.
Opening the door, a dusty smell hit my face.
Qin Tian looked around and found that the furnishings inside were very simple. All pieces of furniture, including beds, tables and chairs, were all handmade wood products.
It is conceivable that after Leng Jun took Yinghuazi to live here in seclusion, although his life was poor, he was happy doing things by himself.
"Tell me, if the Xizun Order is really in your father's hands, where will he hide it?"
Qin Tian frowned and said while patrolling.
Leng Yun shook his head and said: "I don't know either, you can find it yourself."
"I'll tidy up this place first. I want to stay here for a few days this time."
With that said, she rolled up her sleeves and started cleaning the room.
Qin Tian turned around several times but found nothing. Seeing Leng Yun busy alone, he felt a little embarrassed.
"let me help you."
"Xiaoyun, do you really want to live here?"
"In my opinion, this house is no longer suitable for living in. Look, the bamboo beams are all broken."
He pointed to a bamboo beam protruding from the roof and said.
Leng Yun did not raise his head and whispered: "Then give me another one."
"All right."
Qin Tian agreed, and after he finished speaking, he suddenly felt that there was something wrong with the bamboo beam.
This roof is made of dozens of bamboos of the same thickness, each one is very well-proportioned, like a bamboo raft.
But the branched one looks a bit redundant.
He jumped up and grabbed the branched bamboo with his hands.
This bamboo had become somewhat rotten due to its age, so it was cut off.
"Look, I'd say it's not suitable to live in... It's too brittle and will break when touched."
"I'll go and replace them all with new ones for you."
Qin Tian said something and suddenly realized something was wrong. The broken bamboo in his hand was heavy, as if there was some weight in it that did not belong to it.