The heirloom sword of the Zhuang Mansion was stolen, and the mansion was covered with clouds. Under the white curtain of the gloomy sky, gloomy and depressing enveloped the Zhuang Mansion. And everything is because Master Zhuang returned home, and the depression is even more intense.

Master Zhuang stood in the main hall, staring at the blank wall for a long time. His lonely back and dull air made the mood of those present sink with it. The air pressure in the main hall is different from before, and it is extremely quiet and uncomfortable.

"This is my adoptive father's family heirloom sword, passed down to me. Now it's lost... It's hard to be at ease..."For a long, long time, Master Zhuang raised his head and closed his eyes, with a look of pain on his face.

"Master, a small dereliction of duty... I hope the lord will be punished! For a long time, the foreman of the house was uneasy, staring at Master Zhuang's back, and whispered with a guilty face.

"Master Zhuang, if such a theft happens, it is difficult for Fan Yin to shift his responsibility." Fan Yin stood on one side and said with a ashamed face. In any case, Fan Yin consciously lived in the Zhuang Mansion and was hospitalized, but he was delinquent in his duties. I was ashamed.

Hearing this, Master Zhuang slowly opened his eyes, calmed down, turned around slowly, and looked down at something. After a while, he raised his head and said to Fan Yin, "Don't blame Gongzi for this." He turned to the foreman of the house again, and said in a low voice with a softened face, "You don't have to blame yourself. ”

Zhuang Wenzhan and the two people present had been staring at Master Zhuang and had not spoken for a long time. Under the silent gaze of everyone, Master Zhuang took heavy steps, looked back and forth in the hall, and slowly walked to a corner of the wall, bowed his head and frowned for a long time. Only then did he turn around and say to Fan Yin, "Fan Gongzi has a heart." I can actually observe the footprints here, in addition to the footprints of the two thieves, there are also the footprints of another person. It's just that this person's footprints are so shallow that they are difficult to identify, and only arc-shaped circle marks can be seen. ”

Because before Master Zhuang returned home, Fan Yin instructed the foreman to block the main hall and keep the scene of the theft from being disturbed. After Master Zhuang returned home, he told him about his discovery. Therefore, Master Zhuang has this word.

Fan Yin didn't speculate that this person had done a good job. But where the footprints are light and shallow, it can be seen that this person's light skills are deep. Fan Yin was on the side and said to Master Zhuang, "Although it is still a light achievement, it has not yet entered the country." The highest in-depth light work, as if stepping on snow without a trace. But this kind of supernatural skill, there are probably very few on the rivers and lakes. ”

Master Zhuang listened to him and nodded approvingly. Spoken appreciation, "Fan Gongzi has unique insights. Great minds think alike. If you haven't advanced to the realm, this person is not difficult to deal with. ”

"Master Zhuang has won the award." Fan Yin replied modestly. Mu You listened to the words on the side, looking at Fan Yin with admiration in his eyes. And Zhuang Wenzhan was wide on the side, and nodded silently.

In other words, although the light work has not reached the point of superbness. But this person's light work is also different. It is very rare on the rivers and lakes. It is believed that it is slightly more difficult to trace. It will be difficult to hand it over to the government envoy to track it down. And my court is involved in important matters, and I have no time to investigate. Master Zhuang lowered his head and thought about it, and said worriedly.

"Dad, just be busy with the affairs of the DPRK. It is better for Wen'er to investigate the matter. Zhuang Wen, who was silent on the side, opened his mouth at this time, "Although Wen'er is not such a person, he and Zhanguang work together. I believe that there is still a chance to win. ”

Old Man Zhuang looked solemn, and seeing that Zhuang Wen was full of confidence, he couldn't help nodding lightly, and seriously ordered, "Okay!" The matter was handed over to Wen'er for investigation. Exhibitions and Exhibitions! ”

"Yes." Zhuang Wenzhan Guang responded. Seeing this, Fan Yin pleaded with Master Zhuang, "This investigation, Fan Yin is willing to assist in the investigation." ”

"Then, there will be Mr. Lao." Master Zhuang pondered for a moment, and finally agreed to the plea.

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The garden at night is quiet and peaceful, and a crescent moon hangs quietly in the sky. The moonlight is dim with the dim light, and the fragrance of flowers in the garden is permeated.

On the smooth path of stone blue, two slender figures. The caftan flutters with the breeze......

"Young Master Zhuang, can you tell me, what is so special about this heirloom sword?" Fan Yin's eyes flickered, and he looked at Zhuang Wen intently.

"There's nothing special about this sword, it's just a family heirloom." Zhuang Wen's clear eyes are like pond water in the moonlight.

After Fan Yin heard this, he lowered his head and thought. After thinking about it, he said, "If there is nothing special, no one has been willing to steal it for many years." The sword thief, according to analysis, is always a lover of weapons. If you want to track down, only look for people who love weapons and are very good at light skills. ”

"My father praised my son's unique insights. Zhuang Wen is even more admired! Zhuang Wen listened to his analysis, and said with a smile on his face, "When I saw the mountains and forests by chance that day, Zhuang Wen knew that the son was not good. ”

"Zhuang Gongzi has seen people. Fan Yin is incomparable. Fan Yin shook his head and chuckled and praised back.

"This matter can be investigated by Fan Gongzi, like a tiger with wings! Zhuang is more confident in tracking down. Looking up at the moon, Zhuang Wen smiled. After a while, he bowed his head and said to Fan Yin, "Mr. Lao has worked hard. ”

"Zhuang Gongzi is polite. Fan Yin only did his best to do his meager efforts. I hope to help find the heirloom sword of Zhuangfu as soon as possible. Fan Yin smiled faintly and said sincerely.

The moonlight is thicker, and the words are deeper. I know that we have talked about it, but I can't get enough of it. In the middle of the night, the two handsome sons enjoyed the moonlight and talked happily for a long time.

When Fan Yin returned to his residence late at night, Mu You was still waiting in his room. He was unexpectedly in good spirits, and he didn't feel sleepy as usual. The moment he saw Fan Yin stepping into the door, he quickly stepped forward to help him close the door. Following Fan Yin, he asked cautiously in a low voice, "Senior brother, you are now helping Gongzi Zhuang to check the family sword." Then what should I do if I send "Jingyang Secrets"? ”

After Fan Yin slowly entered the door, he looked at Mu You's worried eyes, and only smiled indifferently, "It's okay." It's not wrong to have both. While checking the heirloom sword of Zhuangfu, I was looking for "Jingyang Secrets". ”

"With your words, I am relieved. I'm afraid that you will be entangled in the heirloom sword and have no time to take care of your own secrets. After all, the master's life is not forgotten. I also hope to complete the mission as soon as possible. Mu You suddenly looked serious, and said to Fan Yin with eyes full of expectation.

"Rest assured. Senior brother kept this matter in mind. We will do our best to track it down. Fan Yin sat down in front of the window, his mouth back to Mu You. But my thoughts had already drifted. He thought of the eavesdroppers at the inn again, and he was only a fraction of a second away from tracking them. This sword thief and eavesdropper are both highly accomplished. But I don't know if these two people are the same person?

"Senior brother, are you still thinking. Mu is sleepy... It's time to rest. Mu You's sleepy eyes loosened and he began to yawn. He walked as if he were stepping on cotton, his steps were high and low, and he opened the door and left in a daze. Fan Yin got up and closed the door.

Fan Yin sat alone in front of the window, thinking wildly in his mind, the heirloom sword flashed in his mind for a while, and the secret of Jingyang appeared in his mind for a while. The night grew quiet. It's so quiet that it makes people feel lonely. When the sense of loneliness became stronger, Song Lian suddenly flashed in her mind. Naughty and cute pity, I don't know what to do now? Fan Yin asked himself in his heart, with a shallow smile on his white face.