Two days later, a market in the small lonely city

The geographical location of this square market is okay, so it seems to be extremely lively, but it is neat in the bustle, although it is close to dusk, but the popularity does not weaken in the slightest. You must know that all the cities around the entire Yunmeng Mountain Range are subject to curfews, and the little lonely city naturally can't be maverick. Therefore, it is not easy to have such popularity at this time.

The large and small shops on the street all have one thing in common, that is, there are two gilded characters under their signboards - Wan Qian, obviously this Fang Market belongs to the jurisdiction of the Wan Qian Chamber of Commerce.

An old man was walking down the street with his hands behind him, his clothes were not gorgeous, and even a little faded, but they were extremely neat, sometimes looking at the surrounding vendors, and sometimes unconsciously showing a smile. Sometimes he would lean down and bargain with the vendors, but he didn't buy anything, he just watched. He was well acquainted with the vendors, so no one said anything.

"No matter how big or small the Fang Market in the Chamber of Commerce is, almost all of them have been knocked out by the people of Shangwutang, but I don't know when it will be my turn Wan Qizhong. Well, I don't want to. The soldiers will block the water and come to the earthen tun. We'll talk about that then. The old man said secretly in his heart. After calculating the time, it was already dinner time, and I looked at the already sparse crowd on the street. The bar sighed and walked towards an extremely ordinary noodle shop.

"Boss, old look. Wan Jizhong shouted loudly.

"Okay, Uncle Zhong. The shopkeeper shouted to the back kitchen, "Beat the marinade in a big bowl and put more sesame sauce." ”

Wan Qianzhong was originally just an ordinary coachman, and his family background was not very good, but he saved the life of the old president of the Wan Qian Chamber of Commerce. Therefore, he was also assigned to this square city and became the head of the city. Although he didn't make much money, he didn't make much money. Although his identity is different now, his taste has not changed, and the lo mein in this shop has always been his favorite. I have to come here every night to eat a bowl and a few cloves of red garlic. He has no family members, as the saying goes, one person feeds the whole family and does not go hungry, nothing more.

After a while, a large bowl of noodles was served, and the amount was very large, which was enough for Wan Qianzhong. Drizzle some marinade over the noodles and start to feast. About half an hour later, a bowl of noodles entered Wan Qizhong's stomach.

"Boss, check out. Wan Qianzhong said.

"Uncle Zhong, forget it. It's your birthday today, I remember it, don't give it. The boss rubbed his hands and said, apparently the weather in the northern region became colder at dusk.

Wan Qianzhong looked at the sky, and night had fallen. I counted the time, and it was almost the time of curfew. Then he turned to the shopkeeper and smiled and said, "Thank you, you still remember my birthday." But I have to give you this money, and if I don't give it to you, I won't be at ease on the road. As he spoke, he placed a gold coin on the table. Then, ignoring the call of the shopkeeper, he left the shop.

At this time, the market was already empty and empty. The night has already enveloped the market. Except for a few places that were not subject to curfew, such as the Wan Qi Auction and the City Lord's Mansion in the distance, the entire small lonely city was in darkness.

Wan Qizhong tightened his coat, but walked unhurriedly towards a silent path, with a smile on his face.

"Young master, remember to eat. ”

In the early morning of the second day, outside the small lonely city

It's a rare green space in the North, and it looks a little out of place with the white patches around it. There is also this thatched hut next to it, with a little smoke wafting from the chimney above, and a fence around this green space, which looks like a vegetable patch. Some of the dishes that are common in the South are like babies here. At this time, an old man was serving these side dishes. The old man was dressed in a sackcloth robe, but his figure was refined, and the years had left wrinkles on his face, his lips were thin, and his nose was not outstanding. Only those eyes are bright, and they are a bit extraordinary. From a distance, it was clear that this was an old farmer.

At this time, several middle-aged men dressed in fancy clothes and with big bellies came from the direction of Xiaogucheng, looking a little embarrassed. When they got to the edge of the garden, they were out of breath. One of them stepped into the vegetable garden and stepped straight down on a side vegetable. Suddenly, a strong wind swept out from the old man's body and hit the middle-aged man who stepped on the side dishes. I saw that the middle-aged man's figure of 200 pounds was violently knocked away, and he flew out more than 100 feet backwards. A mouthful of blood spat out, staining the snow in front of him bright red, not fatal, but still able to keep him in bed for months. The others didn't look at him, but at the old man who was still serving the dishes. The old man didn't see that they were still holding the vegetables, but said, "Have you eaten?"

"Sir, something happened in the city. One of the leaders of the group of men in fancy clothes said, it was Wan Qiyun

"Have you eaten?" the old man ignored them.

"No, I didn't eat it. Wan Qiyun said.

The old man pointed to the thatched hut with his hand and said, "Go and eat and drink some porridge." ”

"Master, ...... in the city" Wan Qiyun was obviously a little anxious.

I said, go eat. The old man wiped his hands with the towel around his neck and said.

"Yes. The leading man led the rest of the people to the thatched hut, and the fat man who had been knocked away also got up in confusion and followed.

"The sky and the earth are the biggest, and when the sky falls, you have to eat enough. The old man muttered.

In a moment, the men in fancy clothes just drank the bowl of rice porridge that had not been completely cooled, and ran out in a hurry. By this time the old man had come out of the garden, walked to a somewhat rudimentary table, and sat down. I made a pot of broken tea and drank it myself. Looking at the men in fancy clothes, he said, "Xiaoyun, have you eaten enough?"

"Sir, you're full. The leading man from earlier said.

The old man nodded, took a sip of tea, and said, "What's wrong?"

"Uncle Zhong is dead. Wan Qiyun said a little intermittently, although that Uncle Zhong is not strong, his relationship with this master is not something that ordinary people can understand.

The old man frowned, then stretched out, and continued to sip tea and said to Wan Qiyun: "How did you die last night?"

"It's true that last night, in the Fang City that Uncle Zhong was in charge of. The veins were shattered, and the left arm was cut off and disappeared. The City Lord's Mansion sent someone to check, and I got the news from the inside line, which is the method of Shangwutang. Wan Qiyun said.

The old man still sipped his tea and said, "Pass on my Wan Qi Cang order, all the Fang Markets of the Chamber of Commerce will stop selling any items to Shangwutang within one month, and the auction will destroy all the goods ordered by Shangwutang." Ordered all the informants in Xiaogu City to start collecting the family information of all the personnel of Shangwutang, and ordered Wan Qiyu to go to the Tiantong Pavilion of Moxue Fortress, and he knew the specific affairs. The rest of the personnel are on standby. ”

"Obey the president's orders. The people in the Chinese costumes bowed down and said.

"Stand down, all of you. Wan Qicang said.

"Yes. After those men in fancy clothes finished speaking, they walked in the direction of the small lonely city under the leadership of Wan Qiyun.

Wan Qicang looked up at the sun that had risen in the east, but he didn't see how hard he worked, and the teacup in his hand had turned into a pile of powder. But the tea did not fall to the ground, but formed a small Xiaoice ball in his hand.

"Uncle Zhong, let's go. Wan Qicang looked at the vegetables and said, "You are in too much of a hurry, and the old man will find a reason to be angry." As he spoke, the ice ball in his hand exploded in just a moment. Dozens of ice darts were planted on top of the vegetables he had previously treasured. Suddenly, the ice darts exploded. The green meadow was covered in ice crystals.

The strength of the Sword King's powerhouse is nothing more than that.

Inside the small lonely city

The city where Wan Qizhong died

A handsome man in silver armor was inspecting the murder scene, and there were dozens of armorers who were also wearing silver armor beside him, but judging from the style of the armor, the handsome man was obviously one level higher than them. This general is Feng Xizhu, but at this time he is frowning, obviously this incident made him a little overwhelmed.

"General, do you have eyebrows?" asked a steward of the Wan Qi Chamber of Commerce.

"Mr. Xu, this matter needs to be carefully examined to understand. Feng Xizhu said.

"What else to check! This is clearly Shang Wu Tang's doing! The City Lord's Mansion is not trying to protect Shang Wu Tang!" shouted a young man from the Wan Qi Chamber of Commerce, Wan Qian Zhong has always been very kind to them, so his death is indeed a little unacceptable to them.

"Ben has already said before, and this matter still needs to be examined. If you have any objections, you can go to the city lord's mansion to find the general's theory. Feng Xizhu said indifferently, and then turned his head to the Chief Manager Xu and said, "Chief Xu, I am going to go to the City Lord of Yuming now. I will keep you informed if there is any progress. Leave. ”

"General Feng walked slowly. The manager Xu arched his hand and said.

Watching the group of people leave in a hurry, the young man was facing the head of Xu: "Chief, any swordsman with a little vision can see that this matter is Shang Wutang's technique, how could Feng Xizhu not see it, he clearly wants to cover up!"

Manager Xu looked at him and said, "You can't afford this, and I can't afford it." He can't afford it. Uncle Zhong died a miserable death, a miserable death!"

Castle Lord's Mansion

Lan Gongying stood for a long time and turned to Feng Xizhu and said, "Xizhu, what do you think of this situation?"

Feng Xizhu thought about it for a while and said, "I feel that this matter is not as simple as it seems on the surface. ”

"Tell me more. ”

"First of all, the Wan Qi Chamber of Commerce has been keeping a low profile recently, and Shang Wutang has no reason to provoke them again. Second, although Shang Wutang had friction with the Wan Qi Chamber of Commerce before, he had never been killed. At most, it only injured people, but this time it was a direct killing, and it was also a middle-level manager of the Wan Qi Chamber of Commerce. It's a bit unbelievable. Feng Xizhu said.

(To be continued)