There is no lotus on Lotus Mountain, once the largest martial arts arena in Jincheng has been abandoned for many years, and the green and yellow grass is like a thick carpet. On the north, south, and west sides of the hillside, there is a wide and gentle slope in the shape of a shallow saucer, and it slowly descends from the mountain beams on three sides.

Evil Xiaoqi stood in the hunting wind with a forging knife, a slanted wisp of flowing sea covered his forehead, half-covering his thick eyebrows, and a pair of eyes under his eyebrows overflowed with a faint light, clear and clear. The corners of his mouth provoked a shallow smile that always hung with irony.

The man dressed as a noble boy came as promised, with the sun on his back, his face was blurry for a while, and he could be seen wearing a red kudzu robe, shaking a folding fan, and slowly passing over with a leisurely pace.

This is too casual, big brother, it's a duel, not a walkout. Evil Xiaoqi is a little uncomfortable in his heart, and he is too disrespectful, you, don't blame Evil Shao's subordinates for being ruthless when the time comes.

"Can we start?" The man asked with a smile, as if he was asking about the beginning of the meal, and his tone made the evil little very annoyed.

"Why, don't prepare for it, just like this, the sword has no eyes, life and death, you have to think about it. ”

"I really couldn't come up with anything to bluff people, so I had to prepare a posture of being beaten. The man froze and smiled: "Why, do you have to dress up first to be beaten." ”

"That's right, if you can't see that you're quite prescient, then don't blame Ben Shao for being ruthless. After speaking, Evil Xiaoqi swung his knife and slashed head-on, and Qinghui's knife light crossed an arc and went straight to the man's door.

The man didn't see any movement, he was unhurried and unhurried, and he turned sideways slightly, and the folding fan in his hand was still shaking gently. There was a slight smile in the corner of his eyebrows.

Evil Xiaoqi's forged knife brushed the man's wide sleeved robe, and the intricate patterns on the sleeves seemed to dance.

With an eyebrow, the boy's second knife slashed at the man's side in the sparkling skylight. The man only moved his footsteps, and his body was already halfway around, and his cheeks were almost close to the knife face. Evil Xiaoqi hurriedly wanted to withdraw his hand, but the blade was suddenly caught by the man and grabbed it in his hand. He only stretched out two fingers, and he firmly clamped the knife face of Evil Xiaoqi, the tiger's mouth hung in the air, and there was about a finger width between it and Sen Leng's iron blade, but it was easy to use, and even a layer of oil skin was not broken.

"It's a pity. The man muttered.

moved his lips, but Evil Xiaoqi just looked at him, and he couldn't even make a superfluous expression except for surprise.

A lonely eagle hovered high in the heavens and the earth, its eyes shining with a bright and solemn light, as if it was staring at the earth and all living beings.

"It's a pity that a good knife. Staring at the blade that flashed with a hideous light, the man let go lightly, shook the folding fan and sighed.

"You're no ordinary person. "Evil Xiaoqi is menacing, and the first attack is frustrated. The body was almost taken with a heel, and subconsciously used a knife to the ground, barely stabilizing the figure. For this man, the news I got from Mantou yesterday was. This person's name is Wan Jia, who was originally a businessman in Dongzhou, because his partner embezzled a lot of money and goods. In May last year, people did not fall into the stirrup, the horse did not get off the saddle, and the search for people from all over the country finally arrived in Jinju at the end of June. However, the hard work finally paid off, and Wan Jia found out that this person had appeared in the Qiushui Pavilion in Jinju a few days ago.

Mantou is a prodigal, and he is more familiar with the small people and ordinary hawkers in this area. He has a lot of eyeliner, and the gossip has always been very accurate, but this time, it made Evil Xiaoqi suspicious, this person named Wan Jia looks like a businessman on the surface, but no businessman has extraordinary martial arts.

Evil Xiaoqi was surprised to find that Wan Jia's seemingly inadvertent move was actually similar to the second potential in the book "Seven Potentials".

"Who the hell are you, and what are you doing here? Evil Xiaoqi stared at Wan Jia tightly, and there was coldness in his eyes: "Recently, there has been news from the government, and foreign countries have been wandering here, stirring up the panic of the people, and the court is even more full of soldiers, and the reward amount has been mentioned again and again." ”

Seeing that the corners of Wan Jia's mouth were tight, and there were still a few swingers looking at the steamed buns in the distance from time to time, Evil Xiaoqi took a step closer and said in a low voice: "As long as I wave my hand now, there will be a fast horse over there to rush to the yamen in half an hour, and then you will have a place to eat and drink, brother." ”

"Oh, how is this good, I'm a businessman from out of town, and I'm not familiar with life..."Wan Jia's smile was fixed on his face, and the corners of his tight mouth formed a diagonal line, looking helpless and frightened.

"Look at your blame for the pitiful sake, the evil young man can't help but move the heart of concealment, no matter who you are, and no matter what you want to do in Jincheng, as long as you agree to the two conditions of this evil young man, I will ensure that no one will dare to trouble you in the future. Seeing that the time was ripe, Evil Xiaoqi changed to a more domineering messy posture, one leg landed on the ground, and the other leg was half-bent and said with a knife point. The steamed bun on the other end looked at his legs bent, and muttered in his heart, what is wrong with the evil young man, the legs are disabled? ”

"First, in the future, you are not allowed to fight Xiaoyang's idea, and you are not allowed to step into Qiushui Pavilion for half a step. Second, pass on your insights to me. ”

Wan Jia's face changed slightly, and he said with some embarrassment: "I can agree to this first one, but what is the enlightenment? ”

"Don't pretend, you don't inquire, the evil people who can be deceived by Jincheng are probably not born yet. Evil Xiaoqi blinked his eyes and said, "Give you a day to think about it, and see you at the old teahouse in Nanningfang." After speaking, he didn't look back and carried the forging knife triumphantly towards the halo of the sun, until the figure gradually disappeared from Wan Jia's field of vision.

That cold light was on the shoulders of Evil Xiaoqi, like carrying the unruly dreams of a young man...

Wan Jia shook his head and sighed: "What a stupid child..."

He would not have imagined that many years later, it would be this seemingly stupid child. He will provoke heavy responsibility, do not obey, do not evade, and conquer everything with persistent ambition...

The south of Jincheng Mountain is the Bishui Lake, and the north of the five hundred miles is the foreign country, a strategic fortress from ancient times to the present, and a place where soldiers must fight.

The moat of ten zhang wide and three zhang high surrounds the city wall, the city wall is very tall and strong, there is a city gate on each side, there is a main tower, an arrow tower, a flag tower on the door, and the thick city gate is like thick blood, with a purple dark red.

Luo Mo held the thick battlements with both hands, looking at the towering city and the dotted town in the thick shade.

His face was solemn.

"Lord Luo, are you still worried about the destructive power of the shallow wolf? A low, hoarse voice sounded behind him.

Without looking back, Luo Mo knew that it was Zhai Tianlin. Since the foreign ambassadors no longer set foot in the palace, the moment that many feared was soon coming.

The palace urgently sent Zhai Tianlin, and the intention of microseconds was self-evident.

Everyone knows that this Zhai Tianlin was originally the most despicable miscellaneous servant in Zhai's mansion. Good words are cunning and changeable, tending to be inflammatory, and he continues to rise to the top with ruthless means, and finally even changes his surname to Zhai. willingly became Zhai's father-in-law's eagle dog.

Luo Moben and Zhai Tianlin have no intersection, but this time they jointly defend Jincheng, so they must be different under the same roof.

Luo Mo was already disgusted with such people, so he couldn't help frowning at this time, and said lightly without looking back: "Could it be that Lord Zhai has a new clue." ”

"That's not true, I just think that if the loss of intelligence is related to the shallow wolf, then this Jincheng will be gone a long time ago. ”

"It turns out that Lord Zhai's mind is no longer in Jincheng. No wonder there is no action. "Although they are both Jincheng protectors, the two are of the same level but have a clear division of labor. Zhai Tianlin is responsible for the defense and security of the city, and Luo Mo is mainly to investigate the foreign wolves who have infiltrated the city. He couldn't imagine that this Zhai Tianlin would say such things at such a time, and couldn't help but sneer.

"That's not the case, it's just that you and I may both know in our hearts that the collation of ancient books and the collation of ancient books have always been managed by the Department of Scriptures, but recently. If you don't see the figures of those sour talents, doesn't that mean that something went wrong. ”

Luo Mo listened to Zhai Tianlin's words, and was flustered. He knew that with Zhai Tianlin's qualifications and IQ, it was impossible to take these into account, and it must be Zhai's father-in-law who was passing on some information.

This is not good news, if something happened to the Scripture Division, those secrets about the core of Jincheng Castle must have been stolen by the light wolf long ago. And the imperial court has been blocking news in order not to cause panic among the people. Maybe some people are still reporting the last ray of hope, hoping that although the shallow wolf stole the drawings, they just didn't have a chance to send them out.

After thinking about it for a long time in silence, Luo Mo threw down Zhai Tianlin and went straight to the scripture division alone.

In the early years, the Department of Scriptures was a Hanlin Academy, and there were indeed many talents in it, but later based on the ancient texts, no one sorted them out, and the imperial court gave these old talents the task of sorting out ancient books and confidential drawings. However, it still maintains the original style of the Hallym Temple. Antique, the courtyard is full of pavilions, green trees and red flowers.

Luo Mo tied the horse to the pillar in front of the door, pushed open the two vermilion lacquer gates, and walked until he walked to the ancient well in the other courtyard, and there was no one in sight. I saw a figure stumbling in the house, and when I got closer, I saw it, isn't this Sun Xiucai?

This old talent used to be the laughing stock of the people in the city who failed to pass the eight scientific examinations, and now that he is old, how can he continue to work here.

"It turned out that the big man was coming, and the little old man was disappointed, and he deserved death. Sun Xiucai clenched his fists and saluted. A few strands of whiskers were as messy as chicken feathers.

"Don't be formal, why are you still here when you're old. Luo Mo said unhappily, thinking that the scripture division is too irresponsible, can such an old person still be able to read the font on the text clearly?

"Lord Luo is really good at laughing, and the little old man is dizzy and has long stopped participating in the sorting of ancient books. Books on those aspects had long been secretly transported to the palace. ”

It turns out that this is the case, it seems that Zhai Tianlin is right. The shallow wolf had already opened its fangs, and those drawings were in their hands as soon as they were in their hands. The next step is to take a more radical approach.

An ominous premonition suddenly arose, slowly devouring Luo Mo's heart, and involuntarily, hit a spirit...

... The old teahouse is blooming in a flower, and the individual is drinking a large bowl of tea with taste. Only in the seat to the west, some teenagers were so preoccupied that they didn't drink tea or make a sound. silently looked at a few wisps of clouds in the sky, and was delirious.

Evil Xiaoqi can't be sure if that Wan Jia can come to the appointment, but if he bluffs people, it is full of loopholes when he thinks about it now. If he had been a fine worker, it would have been impossible for him to come into the city. The current Jincheng has long been tightened by the blockade, and without the official documents of the imperial court, no one can enter and exit at will.

If Wan Jia can't rule out the identity of the Gentile Craft, there is only one possibility that he has been lurking here for a long time, but he has not shown up due to timing. Thinking of this, Evil Xiaoqi was a little moved. A voice seemed to say in the bottom of his heart that there was a lot of reward for reporting foreign works, and he could probably redeem Xiaoyang. After a while, another voice retorted, not to act rashly and startling the snake, or to stabilize it for seconds first, step by step.

Waited until the sun went down, and the tall figure did not appear. Degree of literature