The little dragon king entered the Baiyun Temple, and Kou Guanyun naturally opened a separate house, so that he could entertain him, and sent another person to call Zu Xuanzhi.

Li Tianci's old ghost is very acquainted, and with the embarrassment of the last time, he simply closed the door and did not come to say hello, which was in harmony with the little dragon king.

When he heard that his eldest brother was coming, he hurriedly put down his work and rushed to meet him.

The little dragon king retreated left and right, and then introduced his new staff, Qing Riyan, to him.

Naturally, he knew that Qingyun was pretending to be a monster, but he was well versed in the character of the fifth brother, and it must be strange to pretend to be a ghost like this, so he asked Qingyun about the current situation.

Qingyun is telling the ups and downs of the past two days, and he has been busy with the design verification of the flying kite in the past few days, and he doesn't know anything about the movement of the young room next door.

He was listening to it, and suddenly a little Taoist priest came to knock on the door, saying that Xiao Yan of the Southern Dynasty had an urgent matter to find Zu Yuzhi.

A few people didn't know each other's intentions, so for the sake of safety, they still let Yu Zhi out of the back window and hid first.

Xiao Yan saw that the little dragon king was also there, so he inevitably had some greetings.

It turned out that Xiao Yan followed the Dragon King and his party that day, and learned that the old fairy was willing to stay in Yang Yuan to help Xuanzhi rebuild the flying kite, so he decided that Xuanzhi would succeed.

After a few days of not seeing it, it became clear that the assembly of the flying kite had entered a critical stage.

So he made a special trip to visit Yu Zhi and sent a letter, hoping that when the flying kite crossed the peak, if he really met the former King Jingling, he could pass on the news.

On that day, Xiao Yan, Li Shenjun and everyone agreed to explore the secret of Lanruo Back Mountain, and everyone advanced and retreated together.

Therefore, the promise between Yu Zhi and the Little Dragon King was also quite refreshing.

Xiao Yan knew that this kind of refreshment did not mean to keep himself for a long talk, so he also said goodbye with interest.

Yu Zhi took the letterhead, and went to the back window to look for Qingyun, only to find that the latter was gone.

Qingyun is now accused by many people of being the murderer of the prince's son, and if he accidentally reveals his whereabouts, I am afraid it will cause a lot of turmoil.

At that time, even if the king of the city trusted Qingyun again, in front of Zhaozhao and everyone, he could only capture and control him first to show the authority of Wei Lu.

Xuan Zhi and the Little Dragon King only looked at each other slightly, and then they understood each other, and jumped out of the back window one after another, one left and one right to find Qingyun.

Why did this Qingyun leave?

Just when Xiao Yan came to visit and the three of them in the room were talking happily, Qingyun was suddenly attracted by some small sounds.

He jumped on the eaves and looked left and right, but saw a middle-aged Taoist priest sneakily flashing out of a side room, carefully covering the door, and running towards the forging room with the things in his arms tightly.

Qingyun has been a regular guest of the Tai Room for several mountain climbers, and he has lived with Xuan Zhi for most of the day, and vaguely remembers that the house where the Dao people enter and exit should be the wing room where Qi Wu Dao Chang lives on weekdays.

This middle-aged Taoist doesn't seem to be blind, but he looks like this......

Isn't it Baiyun who has seen the thief inside?

Since Qingyun has such thoughts, there is no reason to stay out of the matter.

Guanyun Dao Chang has always been sincere to himself and his second brother, how can he sit back and watch the thief in the Tai Room?

So he tiptoed behind the middle-aged Taoist to talk about it.

This forging room was originally where the head of Qiwu and the head of Dalian wielded the hammer on weekdays, but the construction period of the flying kite was relatively tight these days, and their energy was invested there, but it was deserted here.

But after the middle-aged Taoist slipped in, he added firewood, added coal, pulled the bellows, and quickly turned the stove up, and he was actually a journeyman.

The forging room needed to be ventilated, and the window panels were removed, so the man looked around very vigilantly to make sure that no one was paying attention, so he took out a long cloth bag from his bosom and opened it carefully.

A black and glittering iron sword appeared in the man's hand, and the forging skills of this sword were obviously not very skilled, and the patterns produced by forging were different shades and the textures were scattered.

As if to hide these mottled textures, Qingyun could vaguely make out in the distance that both sides of the sword were engraved with words, most of which had been inlaid with wrong gold, but there were still some inscriptions below that had not been completed.

The man fumbled nervously in his bosom for a moment, took out some shiny gold and silver foil, and put it into a stone mortar, and then took out a porcelain bottle, from which he poured a few drops of silver liquid, which also dripped into the mortar.

When Qingyun saw this, he probably understood that this was dissolving gold and silver with mercury to make amalgam, then filling the inscription with amalgam, and then evaporating the mercury with high temperature.

Although this technique does not allow the inlay to fit the shape of the inscription perfectly, it is the easiest to do.

Qingyun smiled secretly in his heart, most of the gold and silver collected by this thief were stolen.

The first time it may have been poorly calculated, or there was no stealing of the number, so not all the inscriptions were inlaid at once.

Today, while Qi Wudao was in a hurry to fly the kite, he went to steal some gold and silver inlays.

However, although this sword is not beautiful enough, it is at least a finished product, and when the thief road is completed, I asked carefully.

Qingyun hid on the roof of the side wing, and did not attract the attention of the middle-aged Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest lived to the smallest detail, and he needed to carefully touch the amalgam, and he also entered a state of no distractions.

It happened to be at this moment that Qingyun felt the wind behind him, but it was the little dragon king who arrived.

He huddled around Qingyun and asked in a low voice,

"How scary it is for you to run away so quietly!

What's the big deal with this?

I stared at it from a distance for a long time and didn't dare to come. ”

"There are thieves!"

"A thief, you come with you?

Do you know what the consequences of your exposure are? ”

"This thief has been on Lanruo Mountain."

"How do you know?"

"What do you think is the most incongruous about him?"

"Ah~ Oh, a poor sour image, that is, the magatama hanging around the waist is not ordinary."

"I've seen a similar magatama."

"Huh? In Lanruo Mountain? You haven't been. ”

"I once explored the back mountain with Yang Wei.

There was a bhikshuni who was said to have lived for a hundred years and still had a girlish face, and he had a piece of magatama hanging from his waist. ”

Since the Little Dragon King and Qingyun Fuju were in the play, the Little Dragon King has admired Qingyun's observation and memory in the details, and naturally there is no doubt at this moment.

"It's kind of interesting, do you suspect that this thief has touched the back mountain?"

"What if? He has a handle in our hands, are you afraid that he won't recruit? ”

"And what are you waiting for here?"

Wait until he has picked up the sword in his hand.

The inscription on both sides of this sword should be some kind of ceremonial sword.

There is a lot of information in this, maybe it records the identity of this Taoist priest, maybe it says what he wants to do.

In short, the dirty person can ensure that he can't play tricks. ”

"Oh, wait......"

Just as the Taoist priest began to steam away the mercury at high temperature, Yu Zhi also appeared on the eaves opposite Qingyun and the others.

Qingyun silenced Yu Zhi, and after a momentary gesture, the latter immediately understood.

When the man admired his work triumphantly, and stepped out of the forging room with the iron sword in his hand, he suddenly felt three strong winds coming from three sides.

He instinctively reacted backwards, but unexpectedly slammed his head into a tower-like body.