Lingxi said goodbye to the old man who baked cakes, and walked alone on the central street of Wuhuazhou, the streets were in all directions, Lingxi could only walk blindly, and her two little eyes looked around brightly, trying to see the familiar figure of Qing Ming in the crowd.

There is a stone arch bridge at the corner of the street, and there is a semicircular square next to the bridge, and there is a small rock sugar gourd selling in the square.

Many children chased and played in the square, the purple kite toys were held in their hands, the breeze was light, the paper purple kite crossed an arc in the air, like a brilliant spark under the nine heavens, purple like a stream, reflecting the innocent children's faces, the passing years, in the purple kite fell together

resurfaced.

Lingxi was still a child after all, and when she saw such a scene, her face flushed, and she joined them excitedly.

There is a river next to the square, and the water is as green as a white jade plate. Passenger boats slowly moved along the river, and the ripples broke the calm river.

The singing of the ship reached the ears of the passers-by through the window lattice, comforting the loneliness of the people on the way.

On the other side of the river, there are several rows of willows, and the willows are still around, but they are casual. Countless branches hang down like water, like thousands of green threads emerging from under the water, and under the green shade, all kinds of nameless flowers are fighting each other.

The willow bank is a slope, there is a small path on the slope, and there is a wooden hut three zhang away from the path, the house is not large, the surrounding windowsill is covered with vines, and the surrounding area is also full of green trees, and it is a miracle that so many green trees can be seen in a wooden house in the densely built Wuhua Prefecture.

If anyone with a sense of perception comes here, they will find that in addition to the abundance of wood, there is also an abundance of gold.

According to the principle of Jin Kemu in the Five Elements, it is impossible for gold and wood to coexist, but in this hut, Jin and Mu get along very well, without any mutually exclusive reactions.

This hut is a craftsman's shop, at this moment, two guests came from the craftsman's shop, one of them is a teenager's face, one of them is tall and strong, like a martial artist, the other is the same height, but the body is not as good as the previous one, but looks like a scholar.

The strong person is the Xiang halberd, and the scholar looks like a green shadow.

Qing Ming rearranged his appearance, changed from the decadent and sloppy appearance at the beginning, to the appearance of a young man, with a delicate face, which was very different from his previous appearance. Due to the previous depression and decadence for many days, the body has not fully recovered, and after fighting Hu Mang again, the body is even more unbearable, and the face is sickly pale at the moment.

"Brother Xiang, aren't we going to help you untie the shackles on your body, what are you doing here?" looked at the lush trees around him, and Qing Ming was puzzled.

"Yes, this is it, I don't know if it's feasible, I can only try!" Xiang Ji had an embarrassed expression on his face.

"Here?" Qing Ming's face was even more puzzled, he really couldn't figure out what secret recipe could unlock the Xuanming lock in such an ordinary thatched hut, although he had doubts in his heart, he still followed in.

As soon as he stepped into the threshold, Qing Ming looked around, and there was no tattered name as he imagined, but a blazing heat greeted him.

There were all kinds of weapons scattered around the room, and there was a furnace in the northeast corner, and a flame under the furnace was still burning rapidly

It turned out that such a hut would dare to be a small blacksmith shop.

"Uncle Duan, I'm back!" the voice of Xiang Ji sounded in the silent house.

Then there was no one in the empty room, and only the burning flame responded to Xiang Ji.

Xiang Ji looked around, but did not find the familiar figure, and underestimated it alone. Then he turned his head to look at Qing Ming and said, "This is where I am an apprentice, don't be surprised, I'm afraid I won't be able to entertain you with this appearance!"

"It's okay, I'm used to it, don't be too polite!" Qing Ming responded with a smile.

Xiang Ji nodded to him, then looked away again, and looked around the room.

"Duan ......" Xiang Ji was just about to shout, but as soon as he said his words, he was interrupted by a voice.

I just dreamed that I was only one foot away from stepping into the fairy gate, and when you shouted like this, my dream of becoming an immortal was shattered by you again. ”

At this moment, a hand suddenly stretched out from the counter not far away, and then Qing Ming saw a man with a full beard and unkempt hair

The middle-aged man climbed up, wearing an iron-stained apron, and at a glance he knew that he was a craftsman here.

I saw that he was drowsy and hazy, and he was still holding a wine bottle in his other hand, and Qing Ming could smell the smell of wine on his body from a distance.

"Uncle Duan, why are you drunk again!" Xiang Ji hurriedly trotted over to support the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man rubbed his eyes, and when he saw Xiang Ji appear beside him, the middle-aged man's face showed a trace of unhappiness, and then he slapped Xiang Ji on the head.

"You kid still dare to come back, it's been a few days since he disappeared, the business is still not done, and you don't want this month's salary......" The middle-aged man scolded Xiang Ji indiscriminately.

Xiang Ji didn't dare to come out, just stood respectfully in front of the middle-aged man with his head down.

"Huh?" The middle-aged man suddenly stopped halfway through scolding, with a surprised look on his face, "Xuan Ming Lock!"

Qing Ming has been observing the middle-aged man on the side, and the middle-aged man can recognize the Xuanming lock with a glance inadvertently, it seems that the middle-aged man is not an ordinary blacksmith.

"The room is simple, please feel free to sit down!" The middle-aged man looked at Qing Ming, and there was not too much expression on his face, as if he knew that there was an extra person in the room from the beginning.

This time it was Qing Ming's turn to be surprised, the middle-aged man's eyes never left Xiang Ji from beginning to end, how did he discover his existence. Qing Jing thought of only one result, that is, the middle-aged man's perception was very strong, so to speak, the whole room was already within his perception range.

"How did this Xuan Ming Lock get to you?" the middle-aged man looked at Xiang Ji, revealing a solemn expression.

Xiang Ji told the middle-aged man everything he had done, including going to the Hidden Fog Lake to fish and encountering a water monster and witnessing the water monster eating people, and the people who beat the water monster and then went back to the state government yamen to frame him and be caught in the ghost cave prison, and then happened to meet Qing Ming, who rescued him, etc., in which he omitted the process of being bullied in prison.

The middle-aged man frowned after hearing this, hurriedly walked to the door, hung a wooden sign with four fonts on the door, and then closed the door and window.

"Don't go out for the next few days, just take care of your injuries here for the time being. The middle-aged man looked at Qing Ming and nodded to him meaningfully.

"If I'm not mistaken, the person out there who is offering a bounty for arrest is you!"

Qing Ming's heart sank, on the way here, he and Xiang Ji naturally saw the notices posted on the streets and alleys to arrest the criminals, and the signs were painted with a sloppy face, messy hair, and the whole person looked like a savage.

However, there was no notice from Xiang Ji, and it is estimated that when Qing Ming and Hu Mang were fighting, Xiang Ji was still in prison after listening to Qing Ming's words, so the jailers thought that Qing Ming was the only one robbing the prison during the whole process.

Qing Ming subconsciously wiped it off his waist, but his waist was empty, and he had forgotten that the cyan saber had been lost by himself.

It was the sword he regarded as life and didn't know where it was left, and when the beggar Guo Wuye and his grandson brought him back from the hidden mist and secluded lake, his body was empty.

Therefore, there is only one possibility for the Green Stygian Sword, and that is to fall into the bottom of the Hidden Mist Lake, or when it fell into the sinkhole at the top of the cliff.

As for where it was, Qing Ming could only find it after his cultivation was fully recovered.

Now that he is fully prepared for battle, he doesn't know if the middle-aged man in front of him will arrest him into the state capital, after all, the reward conditions for capturing him are very tempting - a second-grade spirit pill and a yellow-rank martial art.