Seventy-seven Reward tracing warrants are hidden in the storm.
The time is coming to track down the sword thief. After careful consideration, Fan Yin suggested to Zhuang Wen, the old man of Zhuang, that a reward notice be posted in the capital to add a strong investigation force. Master Zhuang listened to the suggestion and immediately ordered a reward to be posted.
A prominent corner of the capital. The flat brick city wall, a big notice, is impressive. The walls stand majestically, like angry guards. The sun shone down on the city walls and shone on the big signs. People can't help but be attracted to it.
The walls were full of people. They are all guests from the south to the north. There was a crowd of people, and there was a lot of noise. A piece of black pressing, dense as ants. People will put up notices and surround them with water. And where the notice is made, all kinds of whispers and discussions...
"The heirloom sword of this Zhuangfu was stolen, and it has already spread all over the country... As soon as today's notice comes out, the sword thief must have nowhere to escape..."......
"This notice is so auspicious. Even the sword body is so vividly depicted. The characteristics of the sword thief are also described, and he is a person who loves weapons with extremely high light skills. Where does the sword thief escape? It's hard to ...... it......
"Difficult? That's a bad word! The sword thief is a person with extremely high light skills, and it should be difficult to track down. Otherwise, how can a bounty be posted? ”……
"Well, the most attractive thing about this is this bounty. Two hundred thousand bounty. How many people will do it, go forward and follow one another, and do their best to ............
"But no, people die for money, birds die for food... It seems that on the rivers and lakes, there is another heat wave..."......
The fanfare bounty order caused a sensation in all directions. Let people from all walks of life stop, novel and compete to watch. There's a lot of talk about it. The bustling capital suddenly showed a different kind of liveliness.
A man in a hat and a patterned robe stood in the crowd with a handsome and solemn face. The dark and deep eyes melted a trace of cold air in the eyes.
His eyes were fixed on the notice, and he seemed to read every word and line carefully. The look of concentration and seriousness seemed to be reading the notice. Lowered the hat with both hands and looked at it carefully. He didn't panic and silently squeezed out of the crowd.
It can be seen on the long streets along the capital that there are people rushing to the notice. Among them, there are many idlers who watch new and wonderful things to join in the fun, and there are also people who are ready to move for the bounty. The capital ushered in for the first time, and this prosperous world was unprecedentedly shocking.
The man in the patterned robe, after carefully observing the reward notice, walked alone and silently, all the way to a secluded place. In this secluded place, no one else gathers on weekdays, only beggars. In his sight, there were several beggars in tattered clothes, covered in colorful patches, with unkempt hair and dirty faces. We're getting together and talking. There were old wooden sticks and worn-out bowls on the floor. The old wooden sticks are broken and the bowls are horizontal and vertical, disorganized, and unsightly.
A few beggars were gossiping, giggling and laughing. Seeing him approaching, all of them suddenly looked solemn, and now they looked respectful, and hurriedly stepped forward. "Young master." Several people stood in front of him, and An Fen leaned down and bowed his head, and let out a low voice.
"How many of you have seen the capital bounty order?" He was arrogant, holding it with one hand and the other behind him. looked at a few people with a stern face and asked in a low voice.
"I've seen it, I've seen it. The brothers had already heard of such a sensational event. No, it's a big bounty. When he asked about the reward order, one of them rushed to answer. As he spoke, his eyes sparkled, as if the bounty was imminent.
Another of the beggars, with a few wrinkled, dung-covered eyes, took over the conversation and said to him, "Young master, such a rich bounty is enough to help the brothers and eat and drink a good meal." As long as you find the sword thief, you can enjoy the bounty. The young master is here, but he also has this intention? ”
"You're smarter than him, and you can guess what I'm here for." When he heard this, he smiled slightly in his eyes and praised it. When the beggar heard the praise, his eyes narrowed, and he couldn't help laughing, and said in a loud voice, "I'm not smart, I'm not smart, I'm just guessing, I didn't expect to guess so accurately." The young master has won the prize. Hearing this, the others pursed their lips on the side, and their noses exhaled and looked up to the sky, looking unconvinced.
"Young master, this sword thief is extraordinary and should not be underestimated. Moreover, with a reward for tracking, he will inevitably hide when he hears the news. I'm afraid that it will be difficult to find him, and the time will definitely be long. The beggar, who had been praised, ignored the others, and thought for himself for a moment, and for him.
"The reward notice looked at it several times, and only said that the sword thief had a high level of skill, but did not say what the skill of this person was. No matter how hard it is to find the sword thief, no matter how long it takes to find it. The so-called wealth is sought in danger. For the sake of the great bounty, you must do your best to find it. He didn't smile, he didn't seem to be moved, he was only bent on the bounty. The face is not afraid of difficulties, and the spoken language is unswerving. When a few beggars heard this, they nodded their heads in agreement.
"Pass my order, and I will help the brothers from all sides to obey the order, and from now on, secretly search for the sword thief." After a moment of silence, he seemed to have made up his mind. His gaze was like a cold moon, and his spoken language was unusually cold.
"Yes, young master!" Several beggars listened to the order, and hurriedly bent their heads and responded seriously.
Night, deep silence. The unclear light moon in the sky shines on this desolate land. Hides a log cabin in the middle of nowhere. The cabin seemed to have been ringing for a long time, withered and dark wood, and even more inconspicuous at night. Bushes are clustered all around, exuding jagged and mottled black shadows. The moonlight casts a man standing in front of the window.
The man was dressed in a light robe. The faint moonlight looked at his outline, and the outline was angular. His eyebrows were picturesque, and his thin lips were pursed. It's just that his eyebrows are cold.
But look at him, the silver hair is scattered, and it blows lightly with the night wind. The whole body is described as colorful, and you can see the handsomeness of youth.
There was a hint of evil in his eyebrows, and there seemed to be an icy smile in his eyes. Standing alone in front of the window, gazing out of the window for a long time. One hand was slowly raised, holding a long sword in his hand, and the long sword was pointed straight at the top of the beam, standing straight between the eyes.
I saw this sword, which was about two feet long. The body of the sword is made of dark iron and thin. The hilt of the sword is delicately patterned, showing great majesty. The blade of the sword is sharp. Under the faint moonlight, the sword body was dazzling, and a cold air was pressing.
He stood still, staring at the sword in his hand. The sword in his hand was long condensed, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and his smile became more and more proud. After a long time of smugness, he returned to his coldness.
Leng was stunned for a long time, as if thinking about something, he slowly lowered his sword and inserted it into its scabbard. And he carefully hid his sword in a hidden place. Only then did he rest in bed. Lying on his back on a cramped wooden bed, he looked out the window.
Outside the window, the moonlight gradually penetrated into the clouds, and the night was dark. He was the only one in the lonely cabin. Forget the hustle and bustle of the dust and enjoy the meaning of the dust. And forgetting the quiet enjoyment, it is inevitable that the troubles of the world will be avoided.
The moon is gone... And the wind is rising......