"Senior Butler, prepare a boat for me and take me to Fuzhou."

Wu Tai is a literati and has no support at the official level. Now he is full of dangers. Even with the protection of Jia Er, Wu Xuanzhi is not at ease with him alone in Fuzhou.

So he called out and called the butler of Xuandu Village.

The entire Xuandu Village covers a very wide area, just like an emperor's palace, but the butler here is not human, and as long as you shout, it will appear at any time.

"Young Master Wu."

Almost breathing, an old man in a jacket walked over and greeted Wu Xuanzhi.

"Please help me sue Mr. Weiyue. I have something to go out. If it goes well, I will be back within the month." Wu Xuanzhi also quickly replied with a gift.

Although this old man was just a servant, according to Li Song, the old butler followed him hundreds of years ago.

Even if one is a non-human alien, who has practiced for hundreds of years, is still an old demon with unfathomable strength.

"I will tell the master if Mr. Wu, and please follow me to the dock." The old butler kept his respect for him and spoke.

After saying that, he turned around and led the way.

Wu Xuanzhi followed him, walked around a path, and arrived at a pond.

The pond was clear and clear. There was no fish inside, nor any water plants. In a calm state, it was just like a deep jasper.

However, when you stare at the pond for a long time, you will feel a sense of mental confusion.

"call."

Wu Xuanzhi only felt his spirits sinking, and then the scenes around him flipped.

By the time he opened his eyes, he had already appeared on the ship.

Below the big ship is endless, surging and violent waves. Even if this big ship is hundreds of feet tall, it is like a small boat in this turbid sea water.

A shriveled and thin figure had long stood on the big ship, and his body seemed to be nailed to the deck. It remained motionless without the ship being up and down.

"Young Master Wu, the ghost servant is one of the old decayed blood descendants. It will take you to Fuzhou."

When Wu Xuanzhi stood still, the butler's voice came from the void.

"Thank you, senior." Wu Xuanzhi expressed his gratitude again.

"boom."

A wave suddenly rushed from under the ship and turned into a powerful force. The ship shook violently, and then the sails rose and swelled, driving in the water at an extremely fast speed.

...

Li Song blew the tea leaves in the tea bowl, and the clear yellow tea water vaguely reflected the appearance of a big boat.

Then, he drank it all in one go.

"Leave?"

He put down the tea bowl and looked at the butler beside him.

"Master, Mr. Wu has left and said he was going to Fuzhou. I asked the ghost servant to take him there." The butler stood beside him and said respectfully.

"This kid is still doing things so vigorously, not even saying hello." Li Song's expression was cold and hard, and there was no sign of emotional fluctuations.

But the butler has been with the master for hundreds of years and knows that the master must be fond of this young master Wu.

"Li Zhong, how many years have you been in this farm?" Just as the butler had a few thoughts in his mind, he suddenly heard Li Song ask.

"Master, I entered Zhuangzi in the first year of Chongzhen. It has been 282 years since then." The old housekeeper remembered the time clearly and replied without thinking.

"Time flies so fast, it's been nearly three hundred years." Li Song sighed a little.

He lived for so long, and the more he went, the less valuable time seemed, and he had no idea about time.

There was a full time for the rise and fall of the dynasty, but he only felt that it had been a while.

In fact, a lot of things have happened in the past three hundred years.
Chapter completed!