I don't know what kind of means Mo Tian used to hide his whereabouts, and suddenly disappeared from view, as if someone had cut off the traces he left behind, and there was no way to start. To say that these aftermath work was done by Mo Tian himself, Shao Xuechen didn't believe that a drunkard who only knew how to drink all day long could have such a sophisticated mind? But if there is someone behind him, who will it be?

Now it seems that this task is not as tricky as a simple murder case of a magician.

"Then why does he always call us by the commissioner?" Mu Xi was referring to the city lord, the guy was so enthusiastic that he grinned and gave each of the three of them a bear hug.

Shao Xuechen shook his head again, there are a lot of things that the unscrupulous teachers in the school palace are hiding from him, who knows what other side jobs they are secretly taking care of to increase their income? Maybe it's a robber, maybe it's really bad according to He Quan's character of valuing money as his life, he thought so in his heart.

It had been standing at the head of the city for three hours, and the winds of winter had made the people who had been waiting quietly feel the chill.

The city lord was an ordinary person, and when Shao Xuechen and the others were still wearing single clothes and exposed to the cold wind, the servant had already put on a coat for him at the right time, and also poured a cup of hot tea for everyone.

Finally, the sound of hurried footsteps came from the stairs to the top of the city, and someone was hurrying towards this side, and the people who were waiting pricked up their ears in anticipation of the news.

"Hope is good news. Fengchen prayed silently in his heart, "Don't let these three hours wait in vain." ”

The voice and shadow of the red-armored soldier appeared in the field of vision, and he brought news that no one had seen Mo Tian.

Fengchen closed his eyes, he, like Shao Xuechen, was unwilling to add a failed stroke to his resume, and Mu Xi had a sense of grief and indignation from the bottom of his heart, and beat the city wall hard, just because he blew the cold wind for three hours for no reason but got nothing.

But then, the red-armored soldiers said that they had found a bounty hunter who was an old friend of Mo Tian, and that perhaps he knew Mo Tian's whereabouts, so they brought him to the city.

The city lord cast an inquiring glance at them, and with the mentality that he couldn't come in vain, Fengchen nodded to him.

Soon, the bounty hunter came to them, but was held by two people on the left and right. Because he was too drunk to tell the difference between east and west, but he still saluted the city lord crookedly. The men on either side helped him to bend down so that he wouldn't fall to the ground, as if he were fiddling with a marionette.

Seeing him like that, Mu Xi doubted that he would die of sleep in the next second, and maybe he should pour a basin of cold water on him to sober up.

"Are you friends with Mo Tian?" Fengchen asked him.

The drunk grinned, "I can't talk about friends, it's just that we participated in a mission together a few years ago, and then drank a few times together......" He opened his mouth, and the thick smell spread with the wind, making Mu Xi roll his eyes, "Good guy, he can really drink, we all take enamel bowls, just one of him holds the wine jar and drinks, and he is not drunk after drinking, and he can drink several cans in a row! The people on the mission take turns pouring him, and he can still drink when we pour it, you say that it is not bad! I have never seen him drunk so far!"

The drunken man said with a vivid voice, spitting everywhere, as if returning to the scene of the wine fight, seven or eight heroes took turns to lose, and the person sitting alone in the center stepped on the bench and held a can of wine.

"We didn't come to you to ask if he was a good drinker. Fengchen said, "He committed a crime, killed someone, and we want to arrest him, but now he is gone, suddenly gone, and there is no trace at all." ”

"But what does that have to do with me?" the drunkard wondered, "I didn't kill anyone. ”

"I didn't say you killed someone, I just asked if you knew where he usually wanted to go. Fengchen whispered, "Don't put yourself in because of some so-called righteousness on the road, I know that the bounty hunter has some unclean things on his hands, what do you think I can find out from you?"

The drunk man understood that the group in front of him wanted to get information about Mo Tian from his mouth. But the bounty hunter line has an unwritten rule, the so-called morality of the rivers and lakes, no one can betray anyone. People who break the rules generally don't end well, and he can't mix in this industry in the future, in contrast, he would rather go to prison for a few years, anyway, what he committed is not a capital crime, just robbed something. The laws of the empire are not strict, but they are a little more restrictive, which makes people uncomfortable.

"I don't know, I don't know. The drunk man put on a blank and ignorant expression, "How could I possibly know?"

"I know that betraying my peers will end badly. That's why I chose to buy news from you, so that it's not a sale, it's a deal. Whether you want to go to jail or take a sum of money, it depends on how you choose, and there will be no such shop in this village after that. "These people don't have interests and won't open their mouths, Fengchen knows this very well, and offers a price that can't be refused.

is worthy of being a professional, Mu Xi couldn't help but praise Fengchen, he took the other party's psychology to the core, and gave the other party two choices when he opened his mouth, one was to squat in prison, and the other was to compromise but get a lot of money, which was not too difficult to choose. He thought that if it was him, he should talk to the other party at this time. Shao Xuechen estimated that his mouth was clear and cold, and he left without getting the news, simply and neatly, he was only suitable for fighting and killing.

The drunk man showed an embarrassed expression, as if he was engaged in a complicated inner dispute, Fengchen knew that he was just waiting for a step down, so he told him that he was doing this for the empire, in order to give an explanation to the victim's family, and if he didn't report it, he was acting for the tiger, so his news was crucial.

"Good!" The drunk slapped his thigh, as if he had made up his mind, "I did this to arrest Mo Tian and bring him to justice!" During a drink, he confided that if he made a lot of money, he would go to the Imperial Casino and get all his losses back. I guess he's going to this place. ”

"Is that all?"

"That's all. ”

"Okay. Fengchen patted him on the shoulder and took out a bag of money, "This is for you." Actually, I have a friend who is also a bounty hunter. ”

The drunkard probably didn't expect that someone of his stature would be friends with a bounty hunter, and he was a little shocked. In the past, these "big men" were driven away even when someone approached, and they thought they were noble, and with a wave of their hand, someone would drive others away, like a nasty fly.

"He's always drunk, he's a barrel. ”

"Then he must be a very good drinker. ”

"No, he's drunk as soon as he gets drunk. Fengchen spread his hands, "Go back and wake up the bar, this kind of thing should be moderate." ”

The drunken man staggered to the base of the wall, and the soldiers who searched the city returned to the camp in a row, and the torches were like fireflies lined up. The city lord returned to the mansion early, and only the three of them were left.

Now that Mu Xi has accepted his fate, he has to follow the two academy elites to continue to investigate. Although I am still comfortable in the college, except for classes, I am paralyzed in the dormitory, but everywhere is a mess, and now I can make more money with the noble son who has a lot of money. A stray dog can build a nest on the side of the road, but he is not a stray dog, he doesn't have the ability to build a nest, even if he builds it, he may not be able to live, and he can't afford to buy land, and now he has to wait for graduation to be assigned a job by the school. The work assigned by the school palace must be better than hard labor.

It was dark outside, and the sound of insects was squirming in, and Shiena sat at the table, leaning back in his chair and holding a cup of hot tea, taking a sip from time to time, just like an old man who always held a tea jar in his hand in winter, as if he had lived an old life in advance.

"What about the three students? what are you going to do?" said the man sitting across from him, "those madmen don't care so much, do you remember what happened five years ago? When we arrived, they had slaughtered half the city, just looking for a stone to awaken the demons!"

"It was a bitter lesson, and no one will forget, that they had lost their minds completely, like wild beasts. Chongming frowned, not quite wanting to remember the fight, "So cutting off their source of clues and not letting them continue to track down is also a kind of protection for them." ”

"The organization has changed its course of battle against them, and the leader has said, 'We need strength from the bloodline, not mediocrity, we need genius to make the demons fearful, just like Lu Wen'. ”

"A genius like Lu Wen?" said in a low voice, "So now the education of the new generation has changed from captivity to free-range, right?"

"Exalt their talents, show their talents, let them fight each other to get more resources, they have to know that they are not the best, there will always be people who will cross them. We cultivate geniuses, and although the bloodline is innate, we cannot further make it more pure, but we can cultivate geniuses in various fields beyond that. The war with demons requires one genius after another to come forward and be amazing enough. His voice was metallic and hard.

"Let them snatch each other like animals, and you can't figure it out. Shigeona's tone became a little brisk, "I'm also interested in seeing what kind of genius will emerge in the new generation under this kind of competition." ”

"According to the time, Yuheng should also arrive in the imperial city. He said, "I just don't know who the next governor of Qi Province will be, but if it were you, our actions would be smoother." ”

Shao Xuechen and the three of them went all the way from the south of the empire to the easternmost one, which lasted ten days.

Thanks to Fengchen's blessing, they stayed in a luxury hotel in the city, and the service staff in the hotel were all highly qualified, and they would bow down slightly and keep smiling when they saw people; The windows were open, and the damp sea breeze poured in, blowing the curtains with a "whirring" sound.

Shao Xuechen walked down the stairs and turned around and walked into the restaurant. The long, narrow dining table is filled with food to choose from, and in the center is a huge roast turkey stuffed with fruit. It was missing a leg, which was now being bitten by a guy sitting in the corner, and a bottle of red wine was overturned on the table, and the liquid was dripping from the mouth of the bottle and dripping onto the woollen carpet.

He casually cut a few thin slices of meat from the ham on the table, and took a few pieces of whole-wheat bread and leaves and put them on his plate. This is the most common fast food in the West. Whole wheat bread has no sugar, and in addition to being tasteless, it also absorbs water like paper, so you need salted ham meat to enhance the flavor, and as for the leaves, it doesn't matter if you put it or not.

Probably the owner of this brigade manager is a Westerner, so the food and decoration are biased towards the West, he is not used to eating, he just wants to fill his stomach.

It is true that he is not a person who pays great attention to image, but he did not choose to be with Mu Xi. Because that table was already full of all kinds of leftover bones, and the turkey leg had been left with only a bare white leg bone in just a few minutes.

As soon as he found a clean table, as soon as he sat down, a waiter with a service towel came over and poured him a glass of water, then set up the dishes, and then brought a bottle of red wine and a glass for drinking red wine on a tray, he couldn't name it. After doing this, the waiter smiled and indicated that he could always come to him if he needed anything, and then stepped back.

"Wake up so early, don't you have a rest?" Fengchen sat across from him and motioned for the waiter to open the red wine.

"And the task. Shao Xuechen said that his schedule has always been rigorous.

"Oh, forget that you've always been a hard person on yourself. He raised his wine glass and shook the scarlet liquor inside, "So what's going on with that guy?"

He was referring to Mu Xi, who had always slept until three o'clock in the morning before getting up. Many people envy the quality of his sleep, snoring like a piglet, no one can wake up, unless the student union comes to check the room, otherwise he is very likely to sleep until the next day. But there were too many times, and the student union didn't bother to pinch him, and when he heard the snoring sound during the ward rounds, he hastily drew a cross on the report, and didn't even enter the door.

"I'm probably hungry. ”

While the two were talking, Mu Xi had already patted his stomach lazily, and then hooked his fingers, and immediately a waiter came over to clean up the table, and he said, "Record 621 on the account." Then walking out of the restaurant, he didn't see Shao Xuechen and Fengchen.

621 was certainly not his room, and he couldn't afford to pay for it. Since there is a noble son in the team, and this noble son also invited them to stay in this luxury travel manager, it is natural for the noble son to pay for it, and of course the good people will do it to the end.

The winding mountain path was flanked by shrubs taller than a man and oak books, but they were now only sparse with a few dead yellow leaves, and the fallen leaves on the road were enough to reach people's ankles, and they looked decayed, until they reached the end of the mountain. When people walk on it and look at the signs of decay, they can't help but feel sad, and then they think of a lot of regrets, and then they sigh.

But at the moment not many people will walk this road, it leads to the western part of the empire, although the scenery is good, but no one will get up from bed in the early morning and go into the mountains to freeze, just to see the scenery. No matter how thick the cold in the south is, moisture will get in, let alone in the mountains.

Mo Tian was lying under a tree, and the fallen leaves covered him, and if you didn't look closely, no one would find out that there was a person hidden under the fallen leaves. It was not on his own deplension that he had covered himself with fallen leaves, but his employer had told him a day earlier to come and wait, saying that everything had been arranged for him and that he had made a decision here. It's just that he waited here for a day and didn't see his employer appear, so he simply slept here, the dead leaves were a little prickly, but he slept well. He had already decided that if his employer did not show up in the afternoon, then he would go west alone. He didn't plan to go to the Imperial Casino, he had been wandering around in the dark corners for more than ten years, and if he didn't guess that there was already a commissioner who captured him at this moment, it would be in vain.

He had been squandering the money he had earned on this escape, and he did not feel distressed to see it leave him like a flowing water, because it made him feel more confident, and an incomparable sense of pride arose. In the past, he envied those dignitaries who could wear smooth silk clothes, but now he also wears them, and they are new from head to toe, and that's all he says about the makeover. Mo Tian was not afraid of the commissioners who wanted him, they should still be stupidly waiting in the Imperial Casino at this moment, even if they reacted, but at that time he had already followed this road, crossed the mountains across the east and west of the empire, and hid in the vast and sparsely populated west, even if the commissioners chased him to the west, they would not think that they would find him so easily, and they would flee again, he had already been mentally prepared for the next.

Mo Tian was born in an ordinary family, an ordinary farming family that could no longer be ordinary. When he was not yet on the table, he had already followed his father to go out early and return late, but his strength could only bring water and wipe his sweat for his father, and most of the time he sat alone on the ridge and watched the flowing clouds, the rainbow of the setting sun, and his father holding the cow. According to his father's words, the children of the poor should be in charge of the house early and learn more skills. Mo Tian himself thinks so. When he was five years old, a group of unknown people broke into his home and held his hand, while his father and mother watched nervously.

He only felt hotter and hotter, and he saw the air around his skin twist like waves, like a hot piece of iron that had just been taken out of a kiln, and then a sparkling flame erupted from his body. The person holding his hand was a little surprised, but it was only fleeting, and the flames on his body dissipated as soon as he showed his head. After that, he was judged to be the worst Fire Attribute Spirit Root, but that night he was surprised to see a plate of meat and a pot of wine on the table. After three rounds of drinking, my father was already very drunk, hugged him and said, "You Lao Tzu and I have no interest and no ability, but I have a son who has talent and ability!" His mother was sitting alone in the room, and he saw her making something with a needle and thread, and she seemed to be crying.

After that, he was taken to a wealthy family in the city to work as a scholar and bodyguard for the young master at home, and at the same time obtained a method of cultivating vitality. Those days were really hard. The young master was arrogant and unreasonable, and he often either beat or scolded him, just because he listened to the old man's words and did not let the young master do something dangerous and detrimental to the family style, but he could only bear it quietly and let the young master take something and smash it on him. He also felt very aggrieved in such a day, and he couldn't think of leaving for a while, but where could he go if he left? Go back to that place in the countryside? Since he followed the young master around the city, he never wanted to go back. Staying here, not only do you have to eat, but you also have a small room of your own, a warm little bed, and you can send some money back to your parents every month to make them more relaxed.

If that hadn't happened, maybe he would still be a scholar, right? Mo Tian grinned, sat up from the ground and slowly leaned against the trunk of the tree.

"Where's that?" interrupted his train of thought with an abrupt question.

The man stood about twenty meters away from him, appeared silently, holding a book in his hand, reading and chattering, like a Shizi who had come to play in the mountains, completely ignoring Mo Tian, who had maintained that he was ready to attack at any time. This is obviously not a good season to play, and the other party is obviously very confident in himself by putting on this posture. He had the thinness and whiteness unique to a scholar, and it seemed that even a gust of wind could blow him down, but Mo Tian didn't dare to relax, and the pressure brought by the other party was even worse than the pair of black and gold vertical pupils he saw in the Qinglou.

"Are you waiting for your employer?" the scholar asked again, but still did not look up, everything in the book seemed to have a great appeal to him.