After a busy night with no results, everyone was exhausted and sleepy, yawning and went back to the Commander's Mansion to rest.

When they returned to the handsome manor, several old men in the manor happened to wake up and have breakfast in the courtyard.

As soon as Zhan Zhao entered the yard, he smelled a scent that made him wake up from his drowsiness - fish and meat siomai!

Not only Zhan Zhao, but everyone was hungry and rushed into the yard.

Several old men were also startled when they saw a group of people rushing in, shouting that they were hungry.

The Demon King guessed that they would be hungry when they came back, so he made a lot of food and asked Chen Xing'er and the others to get it from the kitchen steamer.

Everyone sat down and ate, finally feeling relieved.

Yin Hou was quite curious and asked Zhan Zhao, "Did you catch it?"

Zhan Zhao stuffed a mouthful of Shaomai, which was bulging like a squirrel. He chewed it while looking at his grandfather.

Yin Hou didn't bother to ask him anymore, and brought him a cup to drink tea, just for fear that he would choke.

"Didn't you go to catch ghosts?" Tianzun also asked, "Real ghosts and fake ghosts?"

Everyone was busy eating, and Bai Yutang summed it up briefly and concisely, "No."

Several old men narrowed their eyes.

"Tsk, tsk." Tianzun shook his head, "Didn't your internal strength improve? How come you still haven't caught the ghost?"

"That thing is so evil!"

"Yes! It looks like a ghost!"

A group of children were discussing in a lively manner.

Tianzun and Yin Hou didn't take it seriously, saying that children don't understand, there are no real ghosts in this world.

Everyone just climb along the pole, otherwise you can catch it tonight.

Several old men looked at each other and said - just go! I want to see what the hell it is.

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After breakfast, everyone washed up and went back to their rooms to catch up on their sleep.

I slept until noon and woke up energetic.

As soon as I got up, I heard a commotion outside, as if something had happened.

Zhan Zhao was washing his face when he flicked his handkerchief and reached the door in a flash. He opened the door, looked outside, and quickly closed it.

Bai Yutang was wearing his outer robe. Seeing Zhan Zhao's reaction was a bit strange, he asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhan Zhao pointed outside and whispered, "Gongsun set up a large pot at the door. The gurgling sound was not someone speaking, but water bubbling."

"What is he cooking?" Bai Yutang immediately became alert. He smelled it to make sure there was no horrible smell, and then felt a little relieved.

Zhan Zhao shook his head, thinking that this pot didn't look like he was cooking anything delicious.

For safety reasons, the two opened a crack in the door and looked outside.

Zhan Zhao turned around, Xiao Baitang liked to stand behind and look around on his shoulder recently.

After making sure that there were no corpses or skeletons nearby, and that the pot seemed to be just boiling water, Master Wu felt relieved and pushed the door open with Zhan Zhao.

In the yard, Gongsun and Xiaosizi were cutting out some pieces of oil paper at the table. Gongsun cut out two human figures on the oil paper, and Xiaosizi cut out some little rabbits.

Zhan Zhao asked Gongsun out of curiosity, "What is this?"

Gongsun said that even after sleeping he couldn't figure out how those fog people were formed, so he wanted to give it a try.

Bai Yutang walked over and took a look. There was nothing else in the pot. It was just a pot of boiled water. At this time, the water vapor was thick. But even if Gongsun covered the pot with oil paper, the water vapor could indeed reveal the human figure, but it would still be a human figure.

Just for a moment, I couldn't maintain Xiangtai.

Zhan Zhao asked Bai Yutang - can a mirror in the snow form that kind of person after being atomized?

Wu Ye said that it is possible to have tangible internal force, but it can only form snowmen one by one, and it is difficult to form that kind of fog.

"You can't feel the inner force of that mist at all."

At this time, Lin Yehuo across the street also woke up, yawned and walked out. He brought a basin and scooped out some well water. Seeing that there was hot water in the pot, he also scooped out some, mixed it with a basin of warm water, and put it in

On the table beside.

Everyone looked at Huofeng's actions.

Lin Yehuo rolled up his sleeves late and started washing his face.

Everyone looked at him washing his face and found that it was quite normal, nothing special...

Just as he was thinking about it, Lin Yehuo took out a jar from his pocket, opened it, took out a bunch of milky white stuff, and started to wipe his face. After a while, he wiped his face.

Everyone blinked.

Huofeng ran into the room with a white face, took out a handkerchief, soaked it in the water, and then continued to wash his face. After washing all the white face, he changed the basin of water and continued washing.

After washing it, I patted it and felt that it felt ok, so I took out another jar, took out a lump of milky white stuff, and wiped it on my face.

This time, after applying it, there was no color at all and it was completely glossy.

Huofeng was satisfied and was about to wash his hands again when Zou Liang came over and yawned, looked at him, stretched out his hand and touched his face.

"Touch!" Lin Yehuo shook him with the wet handkerchief.

Zou Liang was splashed with water, so he poured water on him.

In the yard, everyone else shook their heads and left, thinking - these two are so annoying!

After lunch, and having nothing to do in the afternoon, Zhan Zhao thought about whether he should continue searching for the black roll that he had not yet found... The question was where to search.

Just as I was thinking about my plans for the afternoon, I saw my fourth son walking past me.

Zhan Zhao immediately went over to stop him - the young hero stayed!

The fourth son was so amused that he asked him, "Maomao, what do you want to do?"

Zhan Zhao knelt down, bumped him lightly with his shoulder, and asked, "What are your plans for the afternoon?"

"No." Xiao Sizi said, "Xiao Liangzi and the others have gone to practice. I will help dad pick up the bones in the afternoon."

Zhan Zhao raised his eyebrows slightly, "If there are any bones to pick up, let's go to the streets!"

The fourth son looked at Zhan Zhao, "Maomao, are you going to pick up clues again?"

Zhan Zhao smiled and stretched out his hand. What does that mean - are you going or not?

The fourth son took Zhan Zhao's hand and ran away with him.

The fifth master also walked out, followed by Lin Yehuo.

The fifth master looked at him with some confusion - why did you run out on your own?

Huofeng scratched his chin and said, "What, the mute went back to the military camp for a meeting."

Bai Yutang counted the days, and it seemed that it was not the time for a meeting in Zhao Pu's military camp, so he asked, "What happened?"

Huofeng shrugged, "The deputy general called just now. It must be something happened. Zhao Pu Gongsun also left together."

On the street, Zhan Zhao, who had mastered the correct way to use dumplings, picked up the fourth son and asked him, "In which direction?"

Xiao Sizi points to the west.

Everyone walked towards the west street.

The west side of Black Wind City is actually heading towards the military camp. Everyone is looking at the fourth son - do you want to go to the military camp to find Zhao Pu?

The fourth child pointed in another direction.

Everyone followed him.

The little fourth son pointed quite frequently, now and then, and now, and now.

Zhan Zhao was stunned by him, but Bai Yutang and Lin Yehuo were very knowledgeable. The fourth son really didn't point his fingers randomly, at least the road was not messed up and he didn't turn around.

After walking around for a while, everyone came to a relatively quiet street.

This area is a quarry in the west of Black Wind City.

The military camp requires a large amount of stone, and these stones are mined by local people and sold to the military camp.

At this time, no one was working in the quarry at noon. The workers were all resting in tents.

A foreman was drinking tea at the door. When he saw someone coming, he asked, "Do you want to buy stones?"

Zhan Zhao, Bai Yutang and Lin Yehuo all looked at the fourth son.

The fourth boy pointed at the stone mountain in the quarry where a hole had been dug.

This kind of rock mountain is blasted by thunder and then dug out. The large and small stones are processed into various styles and then sold.

The foreman came over.

Lin Yehuo stretched out his hand, took out a token from his waist, and showed it to the foreman.

It was a black gold belt medal with a wolf head carved in the middle.
To be continued...