The sunset at dusk, the sunset, the afterglow of the sunset sprinkled on the sea, just like a golden dragon on the surface of the sea, the sea waves, the golden light, just like the golden dragon playing in the sea.

In the golden afterglow of the sunset, a lone boat departed from the merchant ship and headed north.

A boat, three people, under the afterglow, cut through the sea and sail lightly, under the sunset, you can enter the painting, but it is full of bleak flavor of painting.

Chen Duer stood at the bow of the ship, surrounded by people from the sea, and another merchant ship, also with a large number of crew members, stood at the bow of the ship, watching the light boat slowly move away.

Although most people don't know what happened, but everyone is not a fool, the king of the East China Sea went alone, but left behind two boatloads of people, if there is no great change, then no one will believe it.

Suddenly, I saw Chen Duer kneeling down on one knee at the bow of the ship, his expression was solemn, and the crew behind him looked at each other, and soon, the second person knelt down, the third, and the fourth ......!

In just a moment, the people of the two boats fell to their knees, even the lookout of the lookout also knelt down with solemn faces, and the dozens of royal forest guards who were resolutely left on the ship by Han Mo all watched their East Sea King slowly disappear from his sight.

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Han Mo and the two crew members rushed towards the east coast almost day and night, these two crew members were not only strong and strong, but also had an excellent sense of direction, and they were in a small boat, and they could still clearly identify the direction and move forward.

It was Han Mo who didn't just watch, but took turns with the two sailors to replace him.

The boat brought enough dry food and water, but also to protect against wind and rain, and the boat was also equipped with a hat and a hat.

On the sixth day, there was a great storm, the waves rolled, and the boat was in danger in the sea, but fortunately it was finally spared.

After the storm, the boat was actually not far from the east coast, and Han Mo almost didn't say a word along the way, except for rocking the oars and rowing, the two sailors only saw the king of the East China Sea sitting cross-legged in the boat, steady as a rock, but not moving like a mountain.

In the next three days, Han Mo personally commanded the sea route forward, and he was very clear about the waters of the East China Sea, especially near the east coast, and knew where the fishermen were roughly distributed.

The sea route he pointed out was precisely to avoid the distribution of fishermen, and the two sailors finally understood in their hearts that the fifth young master came back this time, quietly, and I was afraid that he wanted to make a secret land.

The place where this small boat landed was extremely remote and inaccessible, and the time of docking was on a rainy night with heavy rain.

It seems that Han Mo's return to the Central Plains is a difficult way, and this torrential rain is the first to greet him with the sound of thunder.

On the side of a huge rock, the boat landed on the shore, Han Mo jumped from the bow of the boat with a hat in a robe, and the two sailors were about to follow the shore, Han Mo had already turned around and waved his hand, and said lightly: "Go back, Chen Duer is still waiting for you...... Thank you very much! ”

The two sailors were taken aback, and immediately said, "King of the East Sea, we follow you, you ...... How can you do it alone? ”

Han Mo raised his hand and lifted his hat slightly, but his handsome face was indescribably grim, "Don't let me repeat it again, go back to Nanyang...... If you really regard me as your king of the East Sea, then promise me that you will not allow anyone to return to the East Sea ...... until my summons arrives! Without further ado, he turned and left.

Seeing Han Mo say this, the two sailors were worried, but they didn't dare to disobey, and they both knelt down on one knee in the boat, watching Han Mo's figure disappear into the torrential rain of lightning and thunder. The rain did not abate, but became heavier and heavier, and the rumbling thunder exploded from time to time, and thunderbolts flashed between the heavens and the earth like a chain of fire.

Han Mo was like a ghost in the rainy night, blending with the rainy night, traveling all the way, and finally arrived in Donghai City.

The south gate of Donghai City had already been closed, but Han Mo turned to the root of a city wall with ease, wore an iron finger hook, and the whole person climbed the city wall like a gecko.

At the beginning of the Su family's rebellion, Han Mo climbed the tall and majestic city wall of Yanjing City, this East China Sea City is naturally not as good as Yanjing City, with the previous experience, it is naturally not difficult to climb over the East China Sea City Wall.

Although Donghai City is guarded by city defenders, it is located in the East China Sea, far away from the border, so the vigilance of the city defenders is always worse, and on such a stormy night, there are only sparse defenders at the head of the city wearing robes and hiding behind the battlements, where can I think that someone will climb over the city wall at this time.

After entering the city, he walked through the familiar Donghai City Avenue like a ghost, and on such a rainy night, it was difficult to find people on the prosperous street in the past, but Han Mo could observe that along the way, almost every door was pasted with the word "mourning" in white.

His heart was filled with grief, and in silence, he turned several streets and turned to the street where the east and west mansions were located.

Leaning against the row of big trees, he walked slowly under the shade of the trees, passed the closed gate of the West Mansion, continued to move forward, and after a while, he saw the brightly lit East Mansion.

In front of the door of the cave, the white flags are displayed, there is a row of white lanterns hanging at the door, the door is open, under the eaves in front of the door, there are four domestic servants in white mourning clothes, some voices faintly come from the house, but they are drowned out by the sound of thunderstorms.

Han Mo stood silently behind the big tree, looking at the white lantern swaying in the wind, only to feel his heart tighten for a while.

In any case, the great sect leader Han Zhengqian has worked hard for the rise of the Han family for decades and has paid all his energy, this is a person who has devoted his life to the prosperity of the family.

As a descendant of the Han family alone, he deserves to be one of the most outstanding descendants of Han Tianya, the king of the East China Sea.

Han Mo has a deep sense of awe for this old man since he was a child, and he can't express his true feelings for Han Zhengqian in words, but in the sense of awe, the word "respect" is far greater than the word "fear".

Han Mo stood under the tree for a long time, he wished that he could enter through the gate at this time and worship the old man he was in awe, but he knew better that at this moment, he no longer had such a luxurious opportunity.

When he left from under the tree, no one noticed him.

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Han Mo returned to Xifu, but he went around to the back garden and climbed over the wall from the back garden.

The flowers and plants moistened in the rain diffuse a fresh fragrance, mixed with the earthy smell of wetness in the rain, but it makes the back garden of Xifu full of pleasant atmosphere.

But of course Han Mo won't be very comfortable now.

The thunder roared, and Han Mo walked lightly on the small wooden bridge, and in the heavy rain, he came to his hut, stretched out his hand and was about to open the door, but suddenly found a strange thing.

Ever since Han Mo started living in this back garden, this hut has become his private forbidden place, and almost no one approaches it except for Han Yan, the housekeeper of the Western Mansion, who occasionally comes to help clean it up.

And Han Mo has a habit, this habit is a very small detail, so far, it seems that Han Yan alone has noticed it.

Every time Han Mo left, he would take the door, and the door had a hanging bolt, and he would put the hanging bolt half on the wooden ring of the door string, not closing the door to death, but leaving a very small gap.

Han Yan noticed this, every time after cleaning up, Han Yan would take the door like this according to Han Mo's way, leaving a gap that could be stuffed into one finger.

But when Han Mo was about to push the door now, he found that the door that should have been closed was closed tightly at this time.

There was a hint of fierceness in his eyes, and the hand that was pushing towards the door paused for a moment, and with a flash of lightning and thunder, he stood in front of the door like a stone for a moment, but did not withdraw his hand after all, but gently pushed the door open with his palm forward.

The door creaked and slowly opened.

Han Mo put on his hat and hat, the moment the door was opened, he had already quickly pressed his hat down, and there was silence in the house, and Han Mo walked lightly into the hut where he had lived for many years.

He walked calmly and calmly, but the eyes under the hat quickly glanced at the sides, and then he closed the door softly, and then walked to the table and sat down on the chair beside it.

The room was pitch black, there was no light, and Han Mo didn't seem to have any intention of lighting the lamp, he just sat quietly in the chair like a stone statue, without even moving his fingers.

Outside the house, the wind was still sounding, and the crackling sound of the raindrops hitting the roof and the window edge was extremely clear, and Han Mo seemed to be asleep in a chair.

He didn't sleep, in fact, his whole body was moving at this time.

"Qi Sutra"!

The Qi Sutra taught by Bai Yelang is a profound method of cultivating Qi and gathering strength, but in addition, it can make people's five senses more acute, exceeding the ordinary number of times.

When the "Qi Sutra" was running, Han Mo heard the sound of breathing, which was a suppressed and extremely light breathing sound, the interval between each breath was relatively long, even if there was no wind and rain, it was almost inaudible, and the sound of wind and rain and raindrops had already completely drowned out this breathing sound.

If it weren't for the fact that the details outside the door leaked out and there were changes in the house, if it weren't for Han Mo's profound "Qi Sutra" mental method, it would be impossible for Han Mo to know that there were people in ambush in this small room, let alone judge the position of the other party based on the almost inaudible breathing sound.

Although he had identified the location, he still did not move, except that a head was silently held in his left hand.

"Boom!"

A thunderclap sounded, earth-shattering, and at almost the same time as the thunder sounded, Han Mo had already flipped backwards extremely quickly, and the chair under his buttocks had already been kicked by him and smashed straight to the bottom of the ** not far away.