When Wan Jian jumped on the high wall, he still thought of swimming in the sea and Kunpeng at the end of the world. It's a pity that the sea is still far away, but the bright moon is close at hand.

Wang Li shouted loudly, and a bright moon fell from the sky.

The bright moon was getting closer and closer in his eyes, and the slightest brilliance was clearly visible, and the bleak chill made his skin stand up goosebumps.

Wan Jian didn't have time to hold the knife to block, so he had to cross his arm in front of him. There was a tingling pain on the ground, a tingling pain like acacia, lovesickness into the bones, the bright moon also into the bones, and the body and arms were already divided. Blood splattered everywhere at the broken arm, and with a miserable scream, Wan Jian had fallen to the sky, gradually sinking into the dust and fog at the bottom of the alley.

But I saw a spear tip emerge from the dust and mist, and the spear had entered from the vest of the ten thousand swords, piercing the ten thousand swords, and the blood on the chest was gurgling, and the tip of the spear was red.

The dust and mist gradually dissipated, Wang Li jumped off the high wall and glanced at He Lin coldly, He Lin couldn't help but shudder, and said, "My lord, I was under the right place... Blinded by the dust and mist, just subconsciously... Just a spear. ”

Subconsciously? Damn, this clue is cut off like this!

Wang Li cursed in his heart, looked at the ten thousand swords hanging on the spear, and said coldly: "Is Wang still glad that it was not himself who fell, otherwise it is me who is lying in front of you now, right?" ”

"Ah, it won't... How so? Adult Vajra Protector, it will never be like this! He Lin waved his hand anxiously and said with a smile.

Wang Li shook his head, although the real murderer in the Jiafu case has been ambushed, and the safety alarm of the Jiafu family has been lifted, but this ten thousand swords are obviously not the people behind the scenes, one hundred and twenty stones of salt and four hundred stones of iron, how can one person transport them away? Even if this person is the deputy commander of Wei County's soldiers Cao, even if this person has a heavy army, he is in charge of the defense of the city gate and the escort of salt and iron. From the formulation of the plan to the transfer of salt and iron, how many soldiers defending the city, Bing Cao, and even Wei County officials were involved in this matter? Wang Li found nothing, but what is certain is that there must be a bigger net behind Wan Jian!

According to Old Man Jia, this ten thousand swords are Taiping Dao people, so how many Taiping Dao people are in this net? How many Taiping Dao people are there in the entire Wei County?

It is a pity that the dead of ten thousand swords can no longer die, and the dead cannot speak.

The bright moon also climbed into the air, and the night fog gradually rose, and under the illumination of the moonlight, the mist spread, as if a thin curtain was shrouded in Yecheng.

Wang Li looked at the ten thousand swords lying on the ground, and then looked up at He Lin, Sun Cai, Zhou Kang and the knights in front of him, and he didn't know if there were any Taiping Dao people among them, he only felt that all this was like Yecheng at this time, flickering and faint.

After searching Wan Jian's body, he found that there were no valuable clues, not even the book "Nine Chapters of Arithmetic". Presumably it has been destroyed by ten thousand swords, Wang Li shook his head, sighed, and said to Sun Cai and the others: "You take this corpse back to the thief Cao Siya, and go back to rest!" ”

"No!" The four of them clenched their fists in response.

But seeing that He Lin was still looking at him, Wang Li took out a silver ingot in his arms and threw it to He Lin, hugged his fists and said: "Although I didn't catch the live ten thousand swords tonight, I didn't let him escape after all, there is Lao He Commander and all the brothers." On behalf of Wang, he invited his brothers to drink, and Wang said goodbye! ”

He Lin flattered him and stepped forward, took the silver and carefully put it in his arms, as if it was not silver, but a founding jade seal, for fear of knocking it, squeezed out flowers on his face, and asked flatteringly: "Do you want to have a drink together?" ”

"If you don't go, you have to go home to accompany your grandmother!" Wang Li waved his hand, jumped onto the war horse, lightly clamped his legs, and gradually disappeared at the end of the long street.

……

The bright moon hangs high, and the silver glows on the ground.

When Wang Li walked to the door of the house, it was already midnight.

Wang Li's home is in Tianjingfang, Yongfeng Street, south of Yecheng, covering an area of about half an acre of Sanjin courtyard, or Wang Li served as a thief in Wei County Cao Peng asked someone to pawn the purchase, because it is a pawn purchase, 20,000 yuan, according to Wang Li's current salary rank of 300 stones, calculated down to 90,000 to 100,000 yuan a year, the cost is not much. It was almost late at night, but there was still a gentle coughing and talking sound in the courtyard.

Although tonight's mission was not a success, although the future will still be a fog, he listened to the familiar voice in the courtyard, and saw the faint red light emitted by the lantern at the door warm and bright, and the negative emotions had already quietly dissipated, and he only felt that his heart was also warm.

Of course, Wang Li is not Wang Li, but Li Er from more than 1,800 years later. He was just a hero once, and he was brought here by thunder and lightning, and brought to the Liaodong Wang's house in the Eastern Han Dynasty. Of course, it's only the soul, this is a mysterious but inexplicable phenomenon, maybe at the end of the lightning is connected to the black hole of space-time, who knows?

With the power of thunder and lightning, he planned to carry the Nine Heavens momentum to dominate the world, but he was just as confused and frightened, and fate could not allow him to resist in the slightest, so he attached him to the filial but cowardly Wang Li. After a few days of hospital bed life, if he didn't want to continue to watch his titular mother at a loss all day and wash his face with tears, he could only admit that he was Wang Li, Wang Li of Liaodong!

It's a pity that the era he came in was the darkest era of the Han Dynasty, and even the darkest era in Chinese history, if he didn't want to be eaten, then he could only eat people. So he abandoned the cowardice of Wang Li, drew a knife on the street, and acted bravely. So he became the hero of Yecheng and the thief Cao Peng of Wei County.

After a sigh, Wang Li came to the door, patted it gently, and a delicate little face probed out of the crack in the door, and immediately opened the middle door, and shouted in surprise: "It's the young master who is back!" ”

Wang Li stroked the little girl's head lovingly: "Zhi'er, why haven't you rested, has your mother fallen asleep?" ”

Zhi'er's name is Xia Zhi, Wang Li killed people on the street, and it was Zhi'er's family who saved him with his own strength. And the Xia family also changed because of this, all the household utensils were damaged, there was no permanent property, and the family of four was poor and had no place to stand, waiting to be fed.

Zhi'er was just before the horns were reached, and it was the time of innocence, with two small knots tied on the top of his head shaped like sheep's horns, and a shallow crescent moon hanging on his little face, he looked up and replied: "Madame has not yet gone to bed, and is sewing the young master's boots in the hall." Zhi'er is not sleepy, and Zhi'er has to accompany his wife and other young masters with his mother. ”

At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, men and women were not very guarded, not to mention that Zhi'er was still young, and his heart was warm, Wang Li gently scraped Zhi'er's nose, and led Zhi'er to run briskly to the hall.

In the middle of the hall is a nanmu table, and around it are a few small tables. Two bronze lamps on the table flickered in the light of the fire, although it was not dim but not very bright, a middle-aged woman sat on the main hall, dressed in a jujube red koji robe, wearing a white shirt with a pale yellow belt and a white undergarment, holding boots in one hand and needle and thread in the other. The woman's face was pale, with cherry lips and a dignified posture, and when she was young, she must have been a well-known lady in the township, but the shallow wrinkles on her forehead made her look no longer young.

On the side, there was an old woman and a girl who was over the age of six, Wang Jia and the old woman whispered from time to time, and the girl's face turned red for a while.

"Mother!"

Wang Li hurriedly stepped forward, kowtowed respectfully, then straightened up and put the sewing boots in the woman's hand on the table, took the woman's hand, sat on the side and said, "The child is not filial, and I have been waiting for my mother for a long time." It's just that the child is now an official, supervising the county thief Cao, catching thieves and investigating many cases in the county, and asking the mother to take care of her body, rest early in the future, and don't wait for the child. ”

Wang Jiashi patted the back of Wang Li's hand, looked at Wang Li kindly, and said: "Li'er, I know my mother's body, how can I be so weak, and I just can't sleep for a while."

"Madam, you've been busy all day, now that the young master is back, you should rest early!" Seeing that it was Wang Li coming back, Xia Yu bent down slightly and said a thousand blessings, and pulled Zhi'er to the left wing room to rest.

"Mother, but you're not used to it? Do you want to go to the tooth shop and find two well-behaved girls to come back to serve you? Wang Li gently helped Wang Jiashi to cross the back door of the hall and come to the back room.

"Why? As a mother, she is not seventy or eighty, just now she was just chatting with Xia Yu about her eldest sister, and before she knew it, it was already late at night. Wang Jiashi nodded Wang Li's forehead, sighed, his face gradually calmed, and there was a hint of loneliness and uneasiness in his eyes, "Since your Ah Weng left, haven't you been brought up by yourself for so many years?" I don't know where you are? Dead or alive! ”

Nowadays, although it is not as good as the government of the Han Dynasty and Gaozu allowed or even encouraged human trafficking (1), in recent years, the disaster of the Han Dynasty has been turbulent, and natural and man-made disasters have been continuous. However, Wang Li's psychology still can't get through that hurdle after all, and since Wang Jia's is unwilling, he no longer insists.

As for Ah Weng, it turned out that Wang Li had never seen it a few times in his memory, not to mention Li Er, who came from a thousand years later, was even more confused.

The Wang family is not a big surname in Liaodong, let alone a scholar family, and even lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests before Wang Li was four or five years old. But Ah Mu acts like a famous family every day, how did Ah Weng get married? And for so many years, the gate of the Wang family has never seen my mother's relatives come and go.

Of course, what is even more bizarre is that Ah Weng actually left Wang Li a book of internal exercises and sword books before leaving, the exercises are "Zhuangzi Heart Sutra", and the sword book is the "White Cloud Thirteen Styles" that Wang Li has been practicing!

Thinking of this cheap dad, Wang Li suddenly felt that this dad was also a fan. Tossing and turning on the bed, with thousands of thoughts, Wang Li simply got up, opened the "Zhuangzi Heart Sutra" according to the map, and meditated and practiced.

Slowly, the mind gradually settled, and the true qi in the body moisturized and warmed the meridians like the silver glow outside the window. A piece of moonlight sprinkled in front of him through the window, and the lead-glazed pottery teacup on the desk reflected the brilliance of jade in the moonlight, snow white as silver, dark red as blood, just like the moment when He Lin pierced ten thousand swords, dazzling and cold.

"The right person is under the be... I was blinded by the dust and mist, but subconsciously..."

Suddenly thinking of He Lin's explanation in his mind, Wang Li's heart was shocked, the commander of the dignified county soldier Cao, walking between the ranks, would lose his square inch because of a cloud of white mist, and subconsciously pierced the ten thousand swords, and it happened to be in the heart?

He Lin's face, which was sometimes flattering, humble, and frightened, sometimes arrogant, became clearer and clearer in his mind.

Zhou Gong was afraid of rumors, when Wang Mang was not humble!

Wang Li was shocked, pushed open the window, and with a barb at his feet, he had already turned over and jumped on the roof and disappeared into the vast moonlight.

Exegesis:

(1) Population trading in the Western Han Dynasty: "Hanshu • Goods and Food Chronicles" records: Gaozu ordered the people to sell their sons, so they ate Shu Han.