Vol 3 Chapter 1897: Return to Lingshi Mountain

When Zhu Xi bowed her head and kissed her pink lips, she satisfied: "I am a wife and I am happy!!"
Lingshi Mountain
Back to Lingshi Mountain, Yujiang has no need to worry about it. This is a base camp that has been away for more than two hundred years.
In the case of Lingshishan, he is the master of the mountain that has disappeared for more than six hundred years.
After more than six hundred years, the appearance of Lingshi Mountain has changed a lot, and Jiang Wuwei almost can't recognize it.
The two giant tripods in front of the mountain gate are still there. It is the Zhenshan Baoding that he personally built, which is more than a thousand pounds. No one can smash.
It was learned that Xia Yuanqiu and Zhu Xi visited, and Hua Hong and Hua Wu came to the mountain gate to meet each other. This is the highest courtesy of the worship of the mountain.
When seeing the river in the crowd, Hua Hong’s eyes were slightly stagnation, and he felt very familiar, but he could not remember where he had seen it.
With his desire to break his head, he couldn’t think of it. The old man with a beard and his beard in front of him was his master of the mountain, and he was a worries-free master.
Huanhuan met Zhu Xi and Xia Yuanqiu and others to go to the mountain gate, smiled and said: "The so-called nothing to go to the Sanbao store, you come today, I am afraid not just to come to see old friends?"
Xia Yuanqiu smiled and said: "I like to chat with people who are cool, yes, we are visiting today, it is indeed something."
Hua Hong waved his hand and smiled. "Go in and say, go in and drink tea and talk slowly!"
Entering the main hall of Zongzhengtang, this house is not a house that was built up by Jiang Worry hundreds of years ago, but a house that has been rebuilt later. It is bigger and more spacious, and the layout of the decoration naturally changes with the passage of time.
No matter how it changes, the main body shape is still here, and Jiang Wuyi can recognize it at a glance.
Returning to Lingshi Mountain, Jiang’s heart is full of emotions. He never thought about it. He will return to this place one day. He has no father and no mother since he was a child. The master died in his adulthood. Lingshi Mountain is his home. The home he created by his hand, his feelings for Lingshi Mountain are extremely deep. <>
Not waiting for the maid to put the tea on, Xia Yuanqiu directly said: "The flower lord, I am waiting for today, there is something to ask for."
Hua Hong raised his hand: "But it does not matter, as long as I can do it, never give up."
Xia Yuanqiu nodded and was grateful: "I want to take a look at your library, don't you know if the sect is willing?"
Hua Hong smiled and said: "If someone asks for this, I will not allow it, but Xia girl, you ask for it. I am the reason for not rejecting it. I believe that you must have your reason for doing things." Xia Yuanqiu : "Thank you!"
Hua Hong is not awkward. Together with the flowers, he leads everyone to the library building.
I have to say that the collection of the sects of the sects is really inconspicuous, much smaller than the attic that used to sculpt the fishtail sword.
Such a library building is in the eyes of Jiang Wu, but it is very kind. This is probably the only place in the past few hundred years that there has been no repairs.
Hua Hong smiled and said: "Let you laugh, this is going to be repaired at the beginning of this month, but it happened to be in the rainy days, and then it was pushed back for a few days. As a result, the craftsmen who worked hard took another job. Just put it aside."
Xia Yuanqiu sighed: "This is God's will. If you start work before we come, maybe we will be white today."
Hua Hong is puzzled: "What is the meaning of this?"
Zhu Xidao: ‘The book we are looking for is in this old house. If you push this old house down, can we still find it?

Hua Hong waved his hand: "When you say this, I will only drop the old house, and the book collection will naturally move out."