This phrase kept echoing in everyone's ears, and by the time the sound stopped, the thief had disappeared.

A general's face was full of nervousness, his heart was beating wildly, and he muttered in a low voice: "This matter must be reported to the imperial court, they ...... It's back again. ”

Mu Fan patted his forehead and saw the serious appearance of the army from top to bottom. He knew that it was impossible to leave here immediately, and the army would definitely check carefully to prevent any fish from slipping through the net.

Mu Fan is not afraid of investigation, now he has a protective suit, and someone has wiped out all the people in Qizhou for him. No matter who checks it, in the end, nothing can be found.

The efficiency of the army was very high, and although a large number of people had gathered in Qianren City, it would not take more than a few days to investigate one by one from outside the city to inside the city.

The rebellion in Qianrencheng has been resolved, and Luoxue City will not encounter any crisis, and Song Changgeng and Hu Junge will not be affected.

Song Changgeng and Hu Junge's task is to investigate the case of missing people, and according to the strength of the two of them, there should not be much problem in solving this kind of thing. Now he has not returned for a long time, and eighty percent of them have encountered some minor troubles.

Mu Fan plans to buy three microscopes to use to transmit information. There may be more than one perpetrator, and the three brothers will probably have to act separately at that time, and it will be much more convenient to have a microscope.

There were no microscopes in his ring and in the mustard space, and microscopes were not necessary, and it was not difficult to get their hands on them.

There are two kinds of microscopes, one has a general function and can transmit sound for more than ten miles, and the other has a higher function and can transmit sound for hundreds of miles. If you want to mention high-performance microscopes, you have to mention Ye Feng.

Ye Feng is the improver of the microphone, and he has increased the sound transmission distance to several times the original. It is important to know whether the order of the general on the march can be issued quickly is a major matter related to life and death, and the role of long-distance transmission can be seen in general.

However, the function of this microscope has been improved, and the cost can be thousands of times more expensive than ordinary ones. Because of its role in the military, every mirror must be registered. In order to control this thing and gain the support of many forces, the imperial court and many cultivation forces joined forces to jointly establish a large-scale trading place, Canghai.

There are so many forces behind the sea, but in a few decades, it has grown into the largest trading place in the world. Today, it is still growing and expanding. The Mu family also had a lot of trading places in the past, but later they couldn't sell them all to Canghai.

Mu Fan followed the map and found the Canghai branch in Qianren City. This shop is even more luxurious than the "Tiankelai" and "Luoyu Song and Dance Workshop" that Mu Fan has seen, and every detail shows the extraordinaryness here.

The store is located near mountains and rivers, with two-thirds of the building complex under the clouds and the other one-third above the clouds. From a distance, the buildings are layered on top of each other. After approaching, the carvings on the buildings are lifelike, and all kinds of Rui beasts have their own characteristics, and there is no duplicate of such a huge amount of carvings.

As soon as Mu Fan walked into the door of this store with his front foot, a beautiful woman walked over with his back foot.

"This son, I don't know what you need?"

Mu Fan smiled politely and said, "I want to buy a high-end microscope." ”

The woman snorted: "No problem, but I have to trouble the son to register first." It may take some time, and the guest officer can wait in a different place. ”

"No problem, no trouble."

The woman stretched out her hand to the right: "Childe can go here and rest first." ”

Mu Fan followed the woman over, and halfway to the road, a towering pavilion could be seen. In the distance he walked, he saw many exquisite buildings, but none of them could compare with the magnificence of this pavilion.

Out of curiosity, Mu Fan asked, "What is that pavilion?" ”

"It is a place to auction all kinds of magic weapons, many of which are very precious magic weapons, some things need fate, maybe there you will meet a magic weapon that only you can match."

The woman's tone was very tempting, Mu Fan was already a little curious, anyway, he had to wait, so it was better to go to that pavilion and have a look.

Mu Fan entered the pavilion and found that the interior space was not small in what looked small from the outside. Under the guidance of the woman, he sat in a position on the left side of the back row. The woman bowed slightly and left the pavilion.

Mu Fan looked at this place carefully, the second floor was a private room, and the room on the third floor was a little dark, and it was impossible to see whether it was a private room or not. The first layer is where Mu Fan is located, and it is estimated that the seats here are arranged according to the power of the sect and the power of the individual.

Mu Fan said secretly: "There are so many heroes in the world, when can I compete with them!" ”

It didn't take long for the seats to fill up, and the lights in the pavilion went out, and then the light gathered on the auction table.

The woman on the auction table is very beautiful, not cheesy with fat powder, and exudes a light and elegant charm. The figure of an adult is very attractive, but it makes people unable to have evil thoughts.

She is used to seeing big scenes, and her smile is very measured. The eyes of the audience were all on that beauty, and in an instant, everyone's hearts were drawn to it.

Mu Fan retracted his gaze, he had seen many beautiful women, and the woman on the stage could definitely be ranked in the top three.

He turned his head to look around, many people had come to their senses, after all, there were still a few people who couldn't move their legs when they saw beautiful women. If you can come here, you either want to have a long experience, or you really want to take pictures of good babies, and you can appreciate the beauty.

The treasures on the stage are presented one by one, and the guests will bid for each other when they find something they are satisfied with. Mu Fan sat behind and watched, nothing satisfied him. It's not that he has too much vision, it's that these things are really not treasures.

His eyelids drooped, and sleepiness swept over him, and just as he was about to fall asleep, the exclamation of the people next to him woke him up.

Mu Fan rubbed his eyes and looked towards the stage. On the stage was a box on display, and although the box had not yet been opened, there was already a sense of slaughter that filled the entire pavilion.

Although they were far away, Mu Fan vaguely heard the sound of soldiers intersecting and tigers roaring and dragons groaning.

Things are good things, and Mu Fan is also quite interested. But everyone can see that there is a treasure in the box, and there are naturally more people who want it. If he, a kid in the late stage of the Qi Sea Realm, coveted the treasure without knowing whether he was alive or dead, he would definitely be clicked away by the others in the pavilion.

Only what can enter his eyes and others can't see is what he can pocket. It turned out to be just a beautiful idea, and he didn't get to come across this kind of thing.

The box slowly opened, and the beauty carefully took out the contents. She held it above her head so that everyone could see the treasure clearly.

When Mu Fan saw the treasure, his body couldn't stop trembling, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

The person next to him noticed his strange behavior and asked curiously, "Little brother, what's wrong with you?" ”

Mu Fan didn't seem to hear anything, still staring at the thing in the beauty's hand. His face turned red, and the green tendons on his neck were clearly visible.

The beauty is holding a pair of scissors in her hand, the size of the scissors is much larger than ordinary scissors, all black, except for the blade with a little red. The scissors are slightly curved in three places, and the ornamentation on the knife looks like a swallow's feathers.

Mu Fan knew the scissors, and had seen them many times, so he was very familiar with the scissors. He often saw the gardener at home repairing flowers and plants with the scissors, and he didn't realize that the scissors were a magic weapon at that time.

The beauty was very satisfied with the performance of everyone on the field, she put the scissors in the box, and said with a smile: "As you can see, the scissors are three-curved swallow wing scissors, which were originally the personal objects of the great thief Wu Shao, but now that the thieves have been destroyed, these treasures have become ownerless again." ”

Everyone has more or less heard of Wu Shao, who is a thief who is entrenched in Yuanjiang, and leads his bandits to openly confront the imperial court. When he was most arrogant, whether it was the boat gang near the Yuanjiang River or the merchants who came and went, they had to honor him first.

At that time, the imperial court was at war with Beihua, and there was no time to take care of Wu Shao, so he could only stabilize him first. When the war ended, the imperial court immediately sent a naval army to exterminate Wu Shao. Who knew that Wu Shao and his bandits had already prepared, and set up an ambush to kill one-third of the Yuanjiang naval army.

The imperial court later used a counter-strategy to counter one of Wu Shao's henchmen, and only then did he succeed in defeating him. However, after the war, the imperial court did not find Wu Shao's body, and no one knew whether he was alive or dead......

Mu Fan only knew that the person holding the scissors was the florist of the Mu family, one of his grandfather's many henchmen. He had never heard anyone call him Wu Shao, and the Mu family called him a gardener.

He also used this scissor to cut flowers and plants when he was a child, and now this scissor is in front of him, but unfortunately he can't touch it anymore.

What's more important is the thing behind the scissors, which makes Mu Fan's heart difficult to calm down. If the gardener had an accident, the Mu family would hardly be spared, and there was no way to know what the safety of Grandpa and everyone was now.

He finally calmed down and sat down in his chair. He had to hold back, even if the gardener had hugged him, kissed him, and saved him, he had to hold back the sadness and hatred in his heart. The Mu family must have encountered a great enemy, but he is still too weak and must wait for himself to become stronger.

The bidding began, and a few people on the first floor tried to bid a few times, but they were left far behind by the second floor. The spar on the second floor was upgraded to a first-grade spar, and before you knew it, it had climbed to six hundred taels.

The weight of the hedron is lighter, and the volume is a hundred times more than the same weight of silver. The output of Yipin spar is very low, and the imperial court mines tens of thousands of taels at most every year.

This kind of top-quality spar can only be mined by big forces, and it is a priceless treasure in the market.

The streamer sword in Mu Fan's hand is worth twenty or thirty taels at most, and now someone is bidding six hundred taels to buy that pair of scissors, which is enough to show the importance attached to this thing.

Mu Fan listened to the rising prices, and his heart became more and more indifferent. Something he'll take back, just not now. He would find the gardener's body and bury the scissors with the gardener.

"Ten thousand taels!"

A neutral voice resounded throughout the pavilion, and the field was silent.

All eyes were on the source of the voice, which was a middle-aged man with a strong build. He sat quietly at the back of the first floor of the pavilion, looking around with a calm face.

A hint of joy flashed on Mu Fan's indifferent face, and then he tried his best to hide it. He had seen that man's face too many times, and it was none other than the owner of the three-curved swallow wing scissors, the gardener.