Walking along the streets of Qingzhou City towards the north, it took about a stick of incense to reach a desolate place. It is sparsely populated, and most of the courtyards are mottled with yellowed doors, and a thick layer of leaves is piled up on the black tiles, which has obviously not been cleaned for a long time. Through the tiny gap between the walls, you can see that there is a stage inside, and several chairs are broken, falling to the ground at random, but nothing else.

This place is called Chunmanyuan, it was the largest opera troupe in Qingzhou City before, there are many popular horns singing here, the ugly end of the life Dan is pure, all of them are amazing, for a time the Spring Manyuan is full of friends, and it has become a good place for Qingzhou people to relax.

Just a few years ago, a nameless fire burned the place to the ground. Except for the head of the troupe and a few subordinates who escaped, the rest of the troupe stayed here. The people of Qingzhou City feel that this place is unlucky, even when the sun is shining, they feel extremely cold, except for the poor people who occasionally spend the night here, ordinary people are afraid that it is difficult to get here. Even some very stubborn children know that this place is lonely, and no matter how brave they are, they will not run here to play.

Things have changed, so people have turned into loess, leaving Tsing Yi in the world. Such a situation can't help but make people sigh, no matter how beautiful he was in front of him, only a few years after his death, the newcomer ascended the throne, and no one remembered the old face.

After entering the courtyard wall, I found that there were a lot of costumes on the ground, but they were scorched by the fire, and after the wind and rain, they looked a little faded now. However, looking at the signboard at the top of the stage, the three words Spring Manyuan are still on it, but it is already covered with dust, and it is still a little unclear. If it weren't for someone who was familiar with Qingzhou City, he would definitely not know where this was.

In the past, whenever Qin Chuan went to Qingzhou City to catch the market, he always liked to come to Chunmanyuan, not that it was very lively here, but after the stage was finished, it was the storyteller who continued. There is a way that one person, one tea, one surprise, one mouth, one book and another day. Whenever there is nothing to do, Qin Chuan always likes to go to the Spring Garden to sit, and the owner of the troupe knows that Qin Chuan can't afford tea, but he has never accepted his ticket money. It was in Mr. Piaomen's mouth here that Qin Chuan knew about the original martial arts rivers and lakes, and knew those big names who were passed on by word of mouth. Even if Lao Dao and Qin Chuan talked about the real martial arts rivers and lakes later, they always felt that they were not as wonderful as the storyteller with a shocking tree.

However, this place is sparsely populated, but it is a good place to solve problems, otherwise you will always be a little worried about being followed.

Qin Chuan stood in front of the stage, looking at the few remaining beams above, as if recalling what he looked like when he was in his prime, and the sound of gentle footsteps sounded behind him, and he walked towards Qin Chuan. In broad daylight, this is the only place to act.

"I said that these days, I always feel that someone is secretly watching me. I thought about it many times, but I never remembered that it was you. I thought that you would go to other places to be a bandit and never return to Qingzhou City, otherwise you would be bumped into by Mr. Yu, and he would not be able to spare you. Qin Chuan didn't need to turn his head to know who was coming, it seemed that he had been prepared for today's grievances for a long time.

"Hmph, that's mysterious. It's a pity that you escaped that night. In the past few days of cultivation, on the contrary, some demons have appeared, and when I think about it, I can only feel better if I carry the heads of the two of you to make wine. Seeing the desolation of this place, I will bury you well. It's just that the old man isn't there, otherwise you still have a companion. "There was a man behind Qin Chuan, with a long scar on his face, holding a special cool knife in his hand, the handle of the knife was wrapped with strips of cloth, there were a lot of blood stains on it, and the blade was shining in the sun.

The person who came was the scar-faced old five who had fought with Qin Chuan before, and he didn't dare to fight against Qin Chuan that night because he wanted his life. After he went back, he was known by the boss, saying that he couldn't even clean up a yellow-haired boy and lost his face. And the other brothers also looked down on him and gradually became estranged from him.

After thinking about it, he still wanted to find the traces of Qin Chuan and Lao Dao, kill them and go back to his life. I happened to meet Qin Chuan at the door of Lvbaoju before, but because of everyone's eyes, I didn't start, and after waiting for a long time, I met Qin Chuan in front of today's used book stall, and followed all the way to Liujiju. After that, I don't know why Qin Chuan came to this desolate place, but the scar-faced old five was very happy. I haven't seen anyone here for a long time, so it's a good place to start.

Qin Chuan turned around and said with a smile: "Even if it is death, I have to know something before I die, otherwise it will be difficult for me to look away." ”

Scarface glanced around, and said with some fear: "If you wait for reinforcements, I advise you to break this thought." ”

Qin Chuan casually picked up a piece of burnt wood, stood on top of the scorched earth and replied: "The dart that Mr. Yu took the head at the beginning, but it was robbed by you?

Scarface Lao Wu tightened the strip of cloth on the handle of the knife, and then held the handle of the knife with his right hand, and it was visible that the green tendons on the back of his hand were bursting up. The slight twitching of the mouth made the scar on the face look even more terrifying. As if he had decided that it would be difficult for Qin Chuan to get out of this desolate place today, the scar-faced old man nodded and admitted: "That old man thought that he would be safe and sound when he arrived at the boundary of Qingzhou City, but he didn't know that we ambushed on the post road in advance, and didn't give them a chance to fight back at all." After all, a cultivator in the synaesthesia realm is more than enough to deal with him. If it weren't for the fear that the guards guarding the city would see it, Mr. Yu would not have been able to return to Qingzhou City for a long time, but he was so badly injured that he would be crippled if he didn't die. ”

Qin Chuan put the stick across his chest, patted the dust on the cotton jacket and replied: "Thanks to your blessing, Mr. Yu's head has recovered, and his martial arts are more sophisticated, at least, it will not be a problem to clean you up!"

Scarface's face was full of disbelief: "How is it possible? I obviously saw the boss's sword qi rushing into his body, it stands to reason that his internal organs have been injured by the sword qi, even if it is a panacea, he is powerless to return to the sky! Hmph, you kid must have lied to me." ”

Qin Chuan shook his head: "I am a dying person, I lied to you." But I still have a question about where the darts you looted that day ended up going. According to Mr. Yu, the delivery was some medicines, but they were never encountered in Qingzhou City after that. ”

Thinking that Qin Chuan had no blade in his hands and was about to become a ghost under the knife, the scar-faced old five did not hide it: "If it is an ordinary medicinal material, how can it alarm our Shilong Gang? It contains silk from Huzhou, jade from southern Xinjiang and other things, which are very rare to see in Qingzhou City." I was entrusted that day, and when I got it, I ......"

Scarface Lao Wu thought about it, but still said it all: "After taking it, we handed it over to the owner of the goods, and it is said that it was finally exchanged for real money in the ghost market." For this vote alone, I took a hundred taels of silver. You have such skills at a young age, if you were in our Stone Dragon Gang, you would definitely become the leader. It's just a pity that you met me. ”。

When Qin Chuan heard about the Shilong Gang, he knew that this was a notorious bandit in several state cities, specializing in robbing passing merchants. Since they are in the realm of Sanhe, the people in the nearby temples are too lazy to control. They are even more unscrupulous, often running to the city to rob rich businessmen, so the last dart in the city is those rich and noble.

However, when he heard the scar-faced old five say that the final goods were disposed of in the ghost market, Qin Chuan thought of who he should find. Now that everything is known, it's time to settle it with him!