The sun rose slowly.


    At an inn on Hezhou official road, Jiang Chen got up early before dawn. He practiced martial arts with his arms bare in the cold, and his explosive muscles became oily with sweat.


    After practicing for two hours, Jiang Chen finished his work and found a place to wash himself with cold water. The other talents in the team got up one after another. Some find breakfast, and some practice martial arts in the courtyard. Because they are not eager to go to work this time, the journey does not need to be too hasty, and they do not have to go day and night like the last time they went to Dunhuang to solve an urgent case.


    "Meiqianxiao hasn''t come yet?" one of the team members sat in the yard after washing, eating hot steamed stuffed buns, looking left and right.


    No one answered and knew he didn''t come.


    Jiang Chen and Liu quietly, two old players, needless to say, even Qiu Haoyu and several other semi old and new players who have been mixing with Meiqian''s smile for some time know that if Meiqian smiles, there is absolutely no need to ask this. He has an alternative sense of existence, which will let everyone know that he is coming.


    "We slowed down yesterday, but he still didn''t catch up. Shall we wait here for a few hours?" Han Ning can fix himself for dozens of minutes with a wooden sword. He doesn''t know whether he is cultivating his martial arts. Everyone doesn''t mean to ask.


    After all, it''s the age when it''s easy to make grade two.


    "Wait. Will love come or not?" Jiang Chen came back with breakfast, sat down on the ground and ate.


    He had just finished practicing martial arts and his body was still very hot. He was wearing a thin plain clothes. With the naked eye, he could see the hot white steam rising from his body.


    Jiang Chen has always been broad-minded and informal. It seems that this time he is really angry with his smile. He hasn''t calmed down yet.


    "We''ll enter Luzhou later. Anyway, we''re not in a hurry. Why don''t we stop by to see the ''Eight Sights of Luyang'' and then go on the road?" Liu quietly also holds a steamed bread and eats it skillfully and pleasing to the eyes. When people see it, they can''t help feeling that the world is still very beautiful.


    "What are the Eight Sights of Luyang?" Han Ning put away his wooden sword and hung it on his back. He ran over and sat beside Liu quietly. His black and white eyes were clear and innocent, full of curiosity.


    Han Ning is thirteen or fourteen years old. He is lively, cheerful and curious about everything. He lives on Mount Emei as a child and has very little knowledge of the outside world. Now I heard Liu whisper something I hadn''t heard, and I was immediately interested.


    "After the snow in Shushan, the spring thaw in huaipu, the rhyme of Zhenhuai horn, the bell of Fancha, the grass color of Tibetan boat, the pine shade of teaching crossbow, the night moon in Chaohu Lake and the four peaks of morning glow... These are the eight scenes of Luyang and the most representative scenery of Luzhou." Liu quietly explained patiently.


    Although her master nun mieyuan warned her countless times that men don''t have a good thing, they must be careful. But Han Ning''s natural intuition felt that Liu quietly seemed different from other male creatures, but he couldn''t tell what was different. In short, it was natural to be more intimate with Liu quietly.


    She took Liu quietly''s arm, Jingyi smiled and said, "how do you know so much fun?"


    "Brother Xiao told me to take me to see it some day." Liu smiled quietly and sweetly.


    "That guy is good at accepting a lot of messy things, but he hasn''t realized it." Qiu Haoyu just finished his work, collected his work and adjusted his breath, and was ready to go to the kitchen to get something to eat.


    I''m not very hungry today. Just eat more than 30 steamed buns.


    "Just being willing to promise these things quietly, I feel very satisfied."


    Qiu Haoyu scratched his head. When he talked about eyebrows and smiles, Liu quietly''s happy smile made him feel that the two people were not like the feelings between colleagues. However, Liu quietly''s happy appearance, even the outspoken Qiu Haoyu can''t bear to break it. Let him go.


    "You haven''t been to the eight scenic spots in Luyang?" asked Jiang Chen. "Time is not tight, nor can you go. Do you all want to go?"


    Han Ning nodded. Qiu Haoyu didn''t care. The others were noncommittal. Finally, everyone''s eyes fell on the sleepy Xingchuan.


    "Amitabha... I want to go!" Xingchuan calmly recited the Buddha''s name, and then excited.


    Xingchuan woke up when he heard Liu''s quiet introduction. After all, he was two years younger than Han Ning, and he was curious about everything in the world. But when he grew up in Shaolin Temple, he was able to suppress his mind and appear calm under the rules and regulations.


    "Then go." Jiang Chen smiled.


    "Great!" "I wish brother Xiao could catch up." "Amitabha!!"


    Qiu Haoyu pursed his lips, but their captain still smiled at Meiqian, disgusting and soft. As an ordinary Jiang Chen, I''m afraid it''s not so easy to agree to take the time to go sightseeing. In fact, it''s not to wait for Meiqian to smile. After all, I still worry if I can''t see anyone.


    He doesn''t matter. He can practice wherever he is.


    He got up, opened his arms and warmed up before he went to the kitchen. After all, taking so many steamed buns at one time is easy to strain his muscles and bones. It is very dangerous not to move well... Sure enough, eating breakfast is a thing that must be prepared!


    Qiu Haoyu goes to the kitchen. This is an inn opened by the government. All the people staying in are from the imperial court. They can go in and out of the kitchen freely. You can ask for less work. It''s also convenient for everyone. The shopkeeper stopped him as soon as he entered the inn. He was out of breath. He looked more tired than the man who had practiced martial arts for an hour.


    "Take it, take it... He meows and runs to death..." the shopkeeper gasped and stuffed a pigeon into Qiu Haoyu''s arms.


    "This......" Chou Haoyu took the pigeon with smooth feathers, thick, fat and tender meat, frowned and didn''t understand the tunnel, "it''s not cooked yet. How can I eat it?"


    Eat, eat, eat your sister! The flying pigeon who has been sent here through a lot of hard work still has such a thick document tied to your feet. Can you be more eye-catching!


    "This is not food. It flew in early in the morning. You can take it to your captain Jiang Chen." the shopkeeper took a breath and pointed to the thing tied to the pigeon''s feet.


    "Oh," said Chou Haoyu.


    It''s a little troublesome to hold pigeons. At least two steamed buns are missing... Qiu Haoyu frowned unhappily and worked hard to pick up a mountain of steamed buns from the kitchen. Even people can''t see them.


    Just came out and met the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper was shocked to see Qiu Haoyu holding a pile of steamed bread and holding a pigeon in his hand.


    "Little brother, do you eat for yourself?"


    "Yes, I can only eat two less because of you." Qiu Haoyu glanced at the pigeon in his hand.


    "Me, me?" the shopkeeper entered the circle.


    "Are you going out again?" Qiu Haoyu asked suspiciously when he saw that the shopkeeper had changed his cloth clothes.


    "What do you mean, I''m just going out... Yes, the weather is good today. I''ll go out for two laps!"


    The shopkeeper then jogged out and left Qiu Haoyu busy.


    Didn''t the shopkeeper just come back from running? It''s really a rare shopkeeper who loves running.


    Qiu Haoyu went back to the yard with a lot of steamed bread. Everyone was not surprised.


    He slipped the pigeon in his hand to Jiang Chen: "flying pigeons, looking for you."