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It's noon, and it's winter at the moment, but the temperature in Nanzhou is not cold, but it just makes people feel cool. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

As a martial artist, there is almost no problem in dealing with this temperature, so Ling Xiaoye took out a cotton coat from the Qiankun bag in a corner and draped it on his body, such a dress should not attract people's attention.

After more than half a year of being trapped in that combined magic circle, Ling Xiaoye's body has grown a lot, although he is a little thin, but in the past few months, he has eaten a lot of things, and finally returned to the size of an ordinary person.

It took him half an hour to get to the eastern part of the city, find the owner of a stall at random, and ask if there was any trace of the middle-aged beggar.

Unexpectedly, the first person Ling Xiaoye asked said that when he entered the city in the morning, he saw Najiang madman and beggar wandering around the city gate.

After Ling Xiaoye thanked him, he immediately walked towards the East City Gate.

When he approached the gate, he saw a large circle of people gathering together. So he quickly approached and squeezed in front of the crowd, and was shocked to find that the middle-aged beggar was being beaten by a group of warriors.

The middle-aged beggar, who is what others call Jiang Madman, was curled up, holding his head in his hands, being punched and kicked, and letting out a cry of pain.

Ling Xiaoye sensed that these martial artists were not cultivating their pulses, so he asked the surrounding men, "Who are they, and why do you want to beat this beggar?"

The man seemed to be a little dissatisfied with Ling Xiaoye's interruption of his interest in watching the play, but he still replied: "This Jiang madman is getting more and more crazy now, and he actually dares to steal the things of a son of the Ma family in the city. Then he was caught red-handed, and then he was violently beaten by the people of the Ma family. Oh, look, the one lying on the ground is the Jiang madman, it's really a thief who can't be changed, he should be beaten!"

Ling Xiaoye was silent, just looked at these Ma family martial artists, scolding and scolding the Jiang madman, he just wanted to take action at the necessary moment and save the Jiang madman's life.

There are a total of five martial artists in this Ma family, most of them are the same age as Ling Xiaoye, except for one of them, who looks taller, most of them are just teenagers.

Although they look young, they can move their hands, but they are extremely ruthless, and they also use martial arts. Ling Xiaoye looked at it and couldn't help but worry about whether this Jiang madman would be beaten to death by the teenagers.

After a few breaths, Ling Xiaoye couldn't help it when he saw that Madman Jiang was foaming at the mouth.

"Stop!"

Those Ma family martial artists stopped their hands, followed the sound, and saw Ling Xiaoye.

"Hmph, there are a lot of heroes these days. However, in Da'an City, it also depends on what the situation is and who the opponent is. The tall Ma family warrior sneered, and didn't forget to kick the Jiang madman.

A young man standing outside, plain clothes, and a delicate appearance also stepped forward, but he did not walk into the Jiang madman, but stood still at a distance of half a zhang, and then asked loudly, "Who are you?"

The handsome young man kept staring at Ling Xiaoye.

"People passing by just think that it is a little inappropriate for you to beat a beggar in a group as warriors. ”

Ling Xiaoye was not stupid enough to say that he knew Madman Jiang, and he had to stand up for him.

The handsome young man frowned, but still said, "This big brother, this is Da'an City." If you don't know the Ma family, this son can let you go, but don't get in our way. This Jiang madman, stealing the jade pendant of his son, is a heinous crime, and beating him up is the greatest gift. ”

After Ling Xiaoye heard this, he didn't answer immediately. Yesterday, the madman Jiang was in Hongchen Building, and he had already provoked the prince of Wanli Commercial Bank, and today he had provoked the son of the Ma family, he didn't want to speak with his fists, for fear that he would provoke the Ma family again.

Since you don't use your fists, then speak with a silver ticket.

"This son, please listen to the next word. ”

"If there's a fart, let it go!"

"This Jiang madman seems to be a distant relative, and he happened to be looking for him this time. I also hope that all the sons and gentlemen will raise their noble hands and let him go, so that they can identify whether they are distant relatives below. ”

Ling Xiaoye took out two hundred and fifty taels of silver tickets from his arms, anyway, now that he has money, he is not stingy. After all, two hundred and fifty taels is much less than Zixiao Valley and the Qiankun bag.

"This is a little savings, dedicated to the son, take it to drink some tea and eat a meal or something, it will be regarded as an apology. Anyway, Childe, you didn't lose anything, so you just thought it was a fulfillment. ”

Ling Xiaoye stepped forward, stuffed the silver ticket into the hand of the handsome young man, and whispered to him.

The handsome young man was also stunned, but quickly came back to his senses and put away the two hundred and fifty taels of silver tickets. Since he had accepted Ling Xiaoye's silver ticket, he naturally understood what Ling meant, so he waved his hand at the Ma family's martial artist, and then said: "Crazy Jiang, let you go like this today, this son will be extra kind and spare your life." A beating will make you remember it for a long time, so that your hands don't itch later. Let's go!"

When the Ma family warriors heard the words of this son, they also stopped, followed the beautiful young man to push away the crowd, and strode away.

Ling Xiaoye let the people who were watching the excitement disperse, and then helped the Jiang madman who was rolling his eyes on the ground and put it on the edge of the wall.

"Uncle, wake up!" Ling Xiaoye called out several times in a row, but this Jiang madman had not woken up yet.

After waiting for a while, Ling Xiaoye probed the breath in the nose of the Jiang madman with his hand, and found that it was much calmer, and called a few more times, but the Jiang madman still did not wake up.

"Let's go to Cuiwei Pavilion in Hongchen Building for dinner!"

Ling Xiaoye suddenly burst out.

This Jiang madman suddenly stood up, looked around, and then asked, "Who, who is going to take me to Hongchen Tower?"

"Uncle, it's me. ”

Madman Jiang lowered his head and found Ling Xiaoye squatting on the ground, looking up at him, so he asked with a puzzled expression, "Why am I here?"

Ling Xiaoye replied angrily: "Heh, uncle, you really are." I stole someone's stuff and was beaten up as a result, and now I pretend I can't remember?"

"Who are you?"

"I am ......"

Ling Xiaoye was suddenly speechless, and only then did he realize that this guy couldn't really be crazy.

Only this reason can explain why this Jiang madman has the same aura as the woman in white in Zixiao Valley, but he has fallen into Da'an City and become a beggar.

"Uncle, you can't remember, do you? Last night, I took you to Hongchen Building to eat and drink!"

Madman Jiang shook his head, indicating that he couldn't remember.

Ling Xiaoye sighed, there was no choice but to sweep the Jiang madman a few times with his divine thoughts. Shen Nian sensed that this Jiang madman, except for a suit of clothes, there were also a few bits and pieces, there was nothing else, and there was no trace of the Qiankun bag.

It seems that the Qiankun bag may not have been stolen by Jiang Maniac. However, ask Zixiao Valley about it again.

So Ling Xiaoye mentioned Zixiao Valley again, and after hearing this, this Jiang madman laughed and sang a song, with a mocking expression on Ling Xiaoye's face.

If Ling Xiaoye wasn't angry, it would be hell, how much he wanted to swallow this Jiang madman alive at this moment.

But soon, he figured out that what should be his will be his, and it will be his, and if it is not his, he will not be able to ask for it. Why bother to be angry with a madman, so Ling Xiaoye got up, took out five taels of silver tickets, and gave it to this Jiang madman.

Five taels of silver tickets is no more, no less, enough for this Jiang madman to eat and drink for a month, even if it is to understand a good fate.

Ling Xiaoye handed over the silver ticket: "Uncle, since you don't know Zixiao Valley, I won't bother you much below." You take the money first and go to Lang Zhong to see if there is any major problem in your body. If you have some money left, you can keep it, buy whatever you want, and don't keep stealing other people's things, so as not to be beaten again. ”

Madman Jiang quickly took the silver ticket, held it in his hand, and laughed.

Seeing this, Ling Xiaoye didn't want to stay longer, so he turned around and left.

The Jiang madman put the silver ticket in his pocket and said to himself: "Well-wishers have seen a lot, but I have never seen such a stupid one." However, the aura on this person's body is quite strange, and I will talk about it when I have time to investigate. ”

Yongxin Restaurant.

Ling Xiaoye came back soon, and after he explained to the shopkeeper that he should have arranged accommodation for Steward Li, the shopkeeper enthusiastically took him and walked towards the residence at the back of the restaurant.

Steward Li said hello, so the house arranged by Yongxin Restaurant is quite quiet and elegant, and after Ling Xiaoye thanked the shopkeeper, he put on and meditated.

It wasn't until late evening that Ling Xiaoye heard footsteps in front of the door of his room, it should be Pan Chuchu back.

There was a voice outside the door, sure enough, it was Pan Chuchu, and then she knocked on the door and entered the room, and the first thing she said was: "Dabao, how much do you guess our auction this afternoon?"

"A million silver tickets?"

"Almost, I didn't expect that those things that eat ashes in the mafier thief cottage can be sold for such a high price. ”

"That's good, how many things are left that haven't been auctioned. ”

"There are probably forty percent that have not been sold, and there will be an auction tomorrow, no accident, it should be possible to sell them all, this is what Steward Li said. ”

"Then let's rest first. ”

"Well, I won't bother you. ”

Pan Chuchu closed the door from the outside, and then returned to the room that Steward Li had booked.

Yesterday I ate some food, so today Ling Xiaoye didn't feel hungry, so he stayed in the room and meditated, meditating on his mental method and reviewing his martial arts.

In the middle of the night, just when he was a little sleepy, he suddenly felt a vague feeling, like a feather gently brushing his skin, itching but not itchy.

Ling Xiaoye secretly screamed badly, then got up and rushed out of the door, and gently jumped onto the low house, he stood on the roof, letting the breeze pass over his face.

"Who is perceiving me with divine thoughts?"

Ling Xiaoye closed his eyes, and also used his divine thoughts to carefully sense the specific location of this divine thought, but unfortunately, nothing was detected.

"It seems that the cultivation is not low. Could it be that he is a member of Wanli Firm?"