The long street of the capital is very lively. Since the bounty announcement came out, there have been onlookers for days. In the bustling crowd, there are now two arrogant postures. Fan Yin's white shirt is still the same, and Zhuang Wen is light blue. A handsome face, an extraordinary face. Covering the eyes of mediocrity, envy the eyes of the world.

Fan Yin and Zhuangwen drove in front, and Mu Zhanguang accompanied him behind him. A group tracked down the sword thieves and started to enter from the capital. The four of them walked along the long street of the capital and stared at the notice in front of them. The front notice is densely populated, and visitors are watching.

Standing on the side of the sparse flow of people, Zhuang Wenwang announced for a moment, with a look of relief, and praised Fan Yin, "Fan Gongzi's advice is very good. As soon as this bounty notice is announced, there will be a bounty co-investigator. We can save a lot of effort and worry. Fan Gongzi is like this, erudite and intelligent. There are very few in the world. ”

"Fan is not talented, just a small proposal. Zhuang Gongzi won the award! Looking at the notice, Fan Yin stood upright, shook the fan lightly, and smiled indifferently on his face.

"My son-in-law is courageous and knowledgeable, and his advice is practical." Mu You, who followed the two of them, listened to Zhuang Wen praise Fan Yin. I couldn't help but laugh. Who doesn't like their son-in-law to be praised? This wood can't hide his happy face, and he can't stop following the trend and praising it.

"Mu Youxiu wants to brag. With Zhuang Gongzi here, how can Fan Yin compare? Fan Yin listened to Mu Youyan, glanced back at him, stopped him and said, "There are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people." Don't be arrogant, you can only learn from it. ”

Mu You listened to the training, couldn't help sticking out his tongue, making a grimace, and didn't dare to say more. Seeing this, Zhan Guang on the side couldn't help but smile. Mu Wangguang turned his head in embarrassment, looking around, avoiding the atmosphere.

"Hehehe, Fan Gongzi is modest." When Zhuang Wen saw this scene, he couldn't help laughing. For Mu Youyuan said, "What Mu You's little brother said is true, and Fan Gongzi is brave and knowledgeable." Mu You saw that Zhuang Wen broke the embarrassment for himself, and couldn't help touching his head, and rushed to Zhuang Wen hehehe

"Fan Gongzi, according to your words, this trip will be checked from the capital first. Slowly look in all directions. Zhuang is convinced that there will be gains. After laughing, Zhuang Wen returned to the topic and said seriously to Fan Yin. After a pause, he said with a hint of regret, "It's a pity that the thief is so light and profound, that he has no roots to find his traces." If not, it can also be checked by sufficient measure. ”

"Although the thief has no footprints to be found, according to Fan's words, those who are looking for light skills and love weapons must also have traces. Fan spared no effort and was willing to assist Zhuang Gongzi to find the heirloom sword of Zhuang Mansion as soon as possible. Fan Yin listened to Zhuang Wenyan, his face was calm and calm, and his words were detached.

After Zhuang Wen heard this, he nodded in agreement. Full of confidence, he said, "Fan Gongzi's words are like a reassurance. Believe in my heirloom sword, and return to Zhuangfu sooner or later. "Thinking about the hope of the return of the heirloom sword, infinite hope rises in my heart. Zhuang Wen looked up at the sky, with a look of emotion. The sun shines in the sky, like the light of hope.

Verdant bamboo, lush and empty, making people feel refreshed and happy. A fresh breeze blows, and the bamboo leaves swing to their feet. The sound of "rustling" bamboo leaves, accompanied by the sound of the breeze, reveals a sense of coldness. In such a deserted place in these four seasons, there is always only a bamboo forest. And between the secluded bamboo forests, there is an independent thatched house. A lonely thatched hut sits in this ethereal place. This quiet and elegant house is also the home of the beggars.

"Feng'er, the brothers told me that you have sent an order to find the person who stole the heirloom sword of the Zhuang Mansion?" A middle-aged man in the thatched hut sits sideways on a straw mound. His face was calm, and he asked the young man who was standing on the side.

The middle-aged man in this question was born with five big and three thick. He has a big face with pimples, a short yellow beard on his cheeks, and a tattered cloth coat, showing the posture of a beggar. Judging from his face and posture, you can also see his martial spirit.

"That's right. Uncle Shi, how could this Feng'er, who has a rich bounty and loves money like his life, miss such a good thing? Feng'er stood on one side, with one hand behind his back, with a cold smile in his eyes. Back to middle-aged humanity.

When the middle-aged man heard this, he smiled and turned his head to the old man. said with a smile, "Helper, Feng'er does his own thing, and his temperament is still the same." ”

Sitting at the top of the house, an old man. The man was as thin as wood and had white hair. A shabby robe can't hide the spirit of martial arts. His thin face had sharp eyes. And the deep meaning in the eyes, no one seems to be able to see its meaning.

After listening to the words of the middle-aged man, the old man's eyes stared outside the house. opened his lips lightly, and said lightly, "The bounty of the Zhuang Mansion is tempting, and there are many peepers. Since Feng'er has already given the order, this matter is a foregone conclusion. The wind ruffled his gray hair, revealing a sense of grace.

"The father-in-law really loves Feng'er, no matter what Feng'er has done since he was a child, his father-in-law has never stopped him, and he is more responsible for the son. Feng'er feels nostalgic in this life. Feng'er looked at the old man with a warm face, his eyes were full of gratitude, and he said to the old man.

"On this river, there are many incidents. "Jingyang Secrets" has so far failed to pursue, and this sword theft has appeared again. Really, the wind is not calm and the waves are not quiet..."The middle-aged man thought and couldn't help but sigh and shake his head. Then he turned to the old man and said, "Senior brother still has something unclear, and I want to ask but it is difficult to say. Since this matter has been mentioned today, then ask the helper, why did you return "Jingyang Secrets" in the first place? Leave this secret in my beggar gang, and you can also strengthen the majesty of my beggar gang. ”

"The junior brother didn't know, and "Jingyang Secrets" was fortunately returned to Minren. If it is not returned, the Jingyang faction will not talk about the investigation, and the factions in the rivers and lakes will not let it go. For this secret, the Lotus Island Lord is still fighting with me in the forest, and I am not able to use my skills above her. Feng'er also complained at the beginning that he shouldn't return the secrets. But I would like to tell you that one of the chapters of "The Secret of Jingyang" is difficult to understand. If one chapter is not completed, it will not be completed in its entirety. So, it's easy to do without it. When the old man mentioned "Jingyang Secrets", he seemed to be a little unhappy in his heart. The look of disdain on his face.

The middle-aged man listened to this and fell into deep thought. Feng'er, who was silent on the side, spoke at this time, "Father-in-law, uncle." The "Jingyang Secrets" should have long been out of Minren's hands. At the beginning, I was unwilling to pursue Na Minren in private. On the way to the pursuit, I saw a kingfisher holding a book, I don't know if the book is "Jingyang Secrets", all the way to the kingfisher owner, but the kingfisher owner is a crazy girl, from her mouth did not ask a result. I had to give up! Later, I heard that Na Minren lost "Jingyang Secrets" and crossed the border into the Jin Kingdom alone. Now, who knows who has fallen into the hands of the "Jingyang Secrets"..."Feng'er finished talking with a look of chagrin.

"The matter of "Jingyang Secrets" is not investigated. Now, you have commanded the pursuit of the Sword Thief. My beggar gang will do their best for this matter for the sake of a large bounty. After listening to Feng'er's words, the old man did not have a trace of fluctuation on his face. After a long silence, he spoke softly.

At this time, outside the thatched house, only the sound of "rustling" bamboo leaves was heard......