Uncle Zhao stopped and looked at Qin Yi with a slight frown: "Why are you here?"
Uncle Zhao was still as indifferent as ever. Obviously, even though he had a good impression of Qin Yi before, appearing here now still made him feel very bad.
However, Qin Yi obviously has no time to care about this: "Uncle Zhao, I came to see you because I was entrusted by someone and had to do something. I hope you will forgive me for disturbing you."
Uncle Zhao is not a stupid person. Hearing Qin Yi's words, he immediately understood what was going on: "I should have thought that handing the token to you would not escape their eyes. Tell me, they plan to let you
How can you persuade me to go back?"
Qin Yi was slightly startled. From the other party's tone, he could tell that Uncle Zhao seemed to be somewhat resistant to returning to the Zhao family.
However, no matter what Uncle Zhao's attitude is at this moment, Qin Yi cannot turn around and go back.
He took out the bag of tips given to him by the third elder from the storage ring, looked at Uncle Zhao and said: "This is the bag of tips that the third elder of the Zhao family asked me to give to you. Before leaving, he told me that after reading the bag of tips,
"Whether you want to go or not is all up to you."
Uncle Zhao raised his eyes slightly and glanced at Qin Yi. He did not refuse directly, but took the tip bag from Qin Yi.
Opening the kit, Uncle Zhao took out a piece of silk covered with words.
As for what is inside, Qin Yi has no idea. Although he is curious, he will not ignore etiquette to peek.
Uncle Zhao picked up the silk and looked at it carefully.
Qin Yineng could clearly see that as his eyes moved, Uncle Zhao's expression gradually changed.
However, the coldness on his face remained unchanged forever.
Even later, the ice on his face became thicker and thicker.
Qin Yi was shocked and said, "Could it be that the content in this letter is accusing Uncle Zhao?"
On the way, Qin Yi also made some guesses. A person can leave his family for a hundred years and never go back. Obviously, there must be a gap between him and this family.
Now, the family wants Uncle Zhao to return. According to Qin Yi's guess, it must be with good words.
But looking at Uncle Zhao's expression now, the content of the letter must not be like this.
Soon, Uncle Zhao read the contents of the silk book. With a flick of his fingers, the silk book immediately burned and turned into ashes.
After reading, the indifference on Uncle Zhao's face became more intense.
The expression on Uncle Zhao's face seemed to tell Qin Yi that he refused to go back with Qin Yi.
Qin Yi naturally didn't want to see this kind of result.
His life didn't matter. On the contrary, Ning Qiancheng and Lu Yu were about to fall into crisis, which made Qin Yi a little unwilling.
Ning Qiancheng had just regained his freedom, but before he could express his ambitions, he became a prisoner.
As for Lu Yu, it is equally miserable. His beauty Xiaoya is waiting for him to refine the pill to save her life. Now that the materials are ready, she cannot refine it. This is almost unbearable pain for Lu Yu
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However, Qin Yi would not tell Uncle Zhao about this and begged Uncle Zhao to go back with him.
After all, he and Uncle Zhao met by chance. Why should he use his friendship to restrain Uncle Zhao?
Moreover, Uncle Zhao is also considered his friend. Now after Uncle Zhao saw the letter in the brocade bag, he reacted like this. Obviously, this matter is not a good thing for him.
If Uncle Zhao goes back, he may face pain. Let me ask, why should Qin Yi force Uncle Zhao to go back with him?
"Brother Lu and Senior Brother Ning, I can think of another way. This matter goes against my principles and I will not do it."
Suddenly, Qin Yi clenched his fists and prepared to turn around and leave.
"etc."
Suddenly, Uncle Zhao's voice came from behind. It seemed that after a brief thought, Uncle Zhao's emotions calmed down. At this moment, his voice seemed particularly calm: "Wait for me for a moment."
Qin Yi widened his eyes, looked at Uncle Zhao in surprise, and said: "Uncle Zhao, this junior has no intention of forcing me to come here. You don't have to force yourself to go back to your family that you don't want to go back to."
Uncle Zhao's eyes were surprisingly calm, and he said without saltiness or indifference: "I'm not going back with you all because of you. There are some things that time cannot dissipate. I just want to get to know each other better when I go back."
Uncle Zhao's attitude made Qin Yi a little unpredictable. But at the same time, he also had a sense of admiration for Uncle Zhao. He was able to face problems head-on, which sometimes was not something he had the courage to do.
"Just wait a moment."
After saying this, Uncle Zhao turned and walked away.
He did not go into the hut to pack his things, but went straight to the tomb.
Uncle Zhao stood there calmly, but Qin Yi could see a trace of reluctance in his eyes. It was as if what stood in front of him was not a tomb, but a living person.
This man also looked at Uncle Zhao reluctantly, but he did not speak. He just stood silently like Uncle Zhao.
After a long time, Uncle Zhao stretched out his palm and gently placed it on the tombstone, and then stood quietly again.
After half an hour, Uncle Zhao finally retracted his hand. He slowly bent down and picked up the jar of wine in front of the grave.
The mud seal was smashed with a palm, and the rich aroma of wine floated in the air. Even if he just smelled it, Qin Yi felt as if he had drank a jar of fine wine, and his mind was a little intoxicated.
However, the moment the mud seal was opened, Uncle Zhao's expression changed obviously, and his eyebrows frowned. The skin of his neck suddenly turned red.
Even so, Uncle Zhao still endured this extremely uncomfortable feeling. He tipped the wine jar downwards and poured every drop of pure wine into the ground.
After doing all this, Uncle Zhao finally got up. He turned around, took out a pill and drank it. The red rash all over his body quickly dissipated, and it was only then that Uncle Zhao's face finally returned to normal.
From this point on, his steps seemed extremely firm and calm.
"Let's go."
When he came to Qin Yi, Uncle Zhao said lightly.
Then, he walked directly in front of Qin Yi, as if what he was about to do was what he had been longing for.
Qin Yi quickly caught up with him, feeling curious: "Who is buried in that tomb? Is it a friend or a lover?"
However, Uncle Zhao had no intention of telling him, and he would not take the initiative to ask. After all, this matter was also Uncle Zhao's private matter, and Qin Yi had no right to interfere.
Uncle Zhao has lived on this deserted island for who knows how long, so he is naturally very familiar with the way out.
It took Qin Yi a long time to get out of the dense forest, but under the leadership of Uncle Zhao, he walked out in less than a moment.
After leaving the island, Uncle Zhao boarded his boat and sailed quickly towards Yunhai Port.
Qin Yi had no choice but to board the Zhao family boat and follow him.