When I was about to walk under the east gate of Handan.

The old man on crutches glanced up at the stars.

When the Tenglong chariot carrying the third prince to win the sky passed by the old man slowly.

The old man had a pair of yin and yang eyes, and suddenly felt a dragon's breath rushing behind him.

An auspicious cloud appeared above the head of Handan City of Zhao State.

There was a dragon hiding in it, and the dragon head was lying in the clouds and was secretly watching him.

The old man squinted his yin and yang eyes, looked up at the sky full of stars, and watched the Chensu column.

Sighing:

"The heavens and the earth are suddenly vast, and the dark avenue is confused.

Jiuying is smoky, and the country is far away.

The corpse has been returned to Tibet, and the ten thousand sects are brilliant.

When the song is long, the heart is like light.

Take the road to travel to Xuanhuang, and watch the Chensu column.

Fusang makes Huamang, and the gods are robbed of the eight wildernesses. ”

"Huh?"

The third son, who was very slow, was so big, and it was the first time he had heard such mysterious words.

deliberately lifted the curtain and stared at the old man.

The old man then looked at the head of Handan City, and sighed an unfathomable word:

"The Son of Heaven is dead, and the kings are divided.

Chase the Central Plains, seven heroes in troubled times.

Spring and autumn are far away, and winter is coming.

The world is impermanent, gathering and scattering quicksand.

The deceased is like a river, and there are nine songs in the sky. ”

"Oh?"

The third son Yingtian became more and more incomprehensible.

Hurry up and stop Zhang San and stop the carriage.

The dragon chariot was parked three meters in front of the old man.

The third son, Yingtian, hurriedly lifted the curtains and said to the old man with concern:

"Old man, it's so late, why are you in a hurry alone?

Do you need us to give you a ride? ”

"Huh?

What did you say? ”

The old man walked up to the third son Yingtian on crutches.

Only then did the third prince win the sky and see clearly what the old man looked like.

The old man has fairy bones, crane hair and a childish face, five long hairs, and strong spirits.

The third prince Yingtian looked at the old man in front of him and seemed to think of someone.

But it's not entirely certain.

The third son Yingtian took the trouble to say it again to the old man:

"Old man, it's so late, why are you in a hurry.

Do you need us to give you a ride? ”

The old man tilted his ears and listened, and said with great joy:

"Okay.

Young man, then take the old man for a ride.

The old man is going to meet a friend in the East Market of Handan. ”

The third son Yingtian hurriedly replied:

"That's a good feeling.

The place where this boy lives is very close to the place you said.

Drop by and get on the bus! ”

The third son, Yingtian, kicked Zhang San's ass with no eyes:

"Why don't you hurry up and help the elderly?"

"I'm sorry."

Zhang San got out of the car and kindly took the initiative to help the old man.

But the old man glanced at Zhang San, and immediately threw his long sleeves to prevent Zhang San from approaching:

"You're a little away from old age......"

"Huh?"

Zhang San looked inexplicably at the third son Yingtian with a suspicious face.

The third son touched his head in confusion:

"Old man, what's wrong?"

The old man pointed to the third prince and ordered:

"Young man, you come to help the old man get into the car."

Zhang Sanxin said that you are an old thing, and you are quite good at picking people.

The third master supports you, which is to give you face.

The old man instantly glanced at Zhang San:

"Who are you scolding?"

"Huh?"

Zhang San panicked suddenly:

Can this old thing hear me?

The old man angrily raised his crutches and was about to hit Zhang San:

"You still dare to call the old man an old thing?"

"I ......"

Zhang San instantly became numb.

The heart said that this old man is really a god.

I didn't dare to provoke this old man with a big temper.

You can only hide to the side.

The third prince Yingtian immediately reprimanded angrily:

"Zhang San, don't be rude!"

The third son Yingtian hurriedly got out of the chariot and carried the old man into the carriage:

"Old man.

Why don't you let my servant support you?

Isn't it all the same? ”

The old man explained as he got into the chariot:

"That kid is a lone star that has not been encountered in a hundred years.

Whoever touches it is unlucky.

I want to live a few more years.

How dare you provoke such a thing.

That's you, childe.

The spirit of the dragon elephant is unspeakably expensive.

Ordinary people really can't hold him down. ”

"Hahahaha!"

The third prince Yingtian was happy when he heard it, and after helping the old man to get into the chariot, he sneered at Zhang San:

"Do you hear that?

Hurry up and send the old man to East Market! ”

Zhang San sat down in a huff and whipped at the fierce horse in front of him:

"The Lone Star?

Your whole family is a lonely star!

Fuck it!

Cursed by people at night! ”

Inside the chariot.

The third son, Yingtian, hurriedly poured a cup of tea for the old man.

"Old man, why did you come out alone at night?

What if something happens? ”

The old man smiled faintly with a teacup:

"It's not to blame the old man.

This Handan man is too indifferent.

The old decay came from the Chu State.

It's all other people who see that they are old and take the initiative to give the old man a ride.

I didn't expect to come to Handan, Zhao State.

No one took the initiative to send the old man.

That's you, boy. ”

The old man drank tea and gently patted the third prince on the shoulder.

"Chu State?"

The third prince Yingtian stared at the old man's clothes.

The details of the corners of the robe are indeed Jing Chu style.

It's just that it's hard to imagine that this old man who looks seventy or eighty years old can safely get from the land of Chu to Jingchu.

Trek through mountains and rivers to get here safely.

So he asked:

"Dare to ask the old man's name.

My son doesn't know the people of Chu yet. ”

The old man smiled mysteriously at the third son:

"Old ......"

The third prince Yingtian stared at the old man's innocent eyes.

It seems that I think of a person, and I vaguely feel that it is that person.

"Are you the ......?"

The old man put down the teacup and said calmly:

"That's right, boy.

You're smart and you guessed right.

The old decay is the ...... of Chu Nan Gong"

"Sure enough, it's you!"

The third prince Yingtian immediately gave Chu Nangong a salute.

According to the generation, the third son Yingtian is a great-grandchild and great-grandchild of Chu Nangong.

Chu Nangong should be kowtowed.

That's how you show respect.

But the third son wins the sky and is a giant of the Mo family.

Chu Nangong is the twelve saints of the world.

The third son wins the sky, the giant of the Mo family, and is also the twelve saints in the world.

Therefore, they only treat each other as equals.

"Oh my God.

No, the old decay should say that the Mo family is a great man, the master of the net.

Thank you for not disliking the old man's old bones.

The old man knows, even if it is not the old man who passes by.

You will also help.

So I Chu Nangong owes you a favor.

Let's pay it back when we have a chance. ”

The third son won the sky and arched his hand:

"It seems that Chu Nangong is concerned about the world's major affairs.

It knows better than I, the giant of the Mo family and the master of the net, know.

Then I won't hide it.

Since your old man said he owed me a favor.

Then I owe it.

You'll have to remember it in the future. ”

What the third prince Yingtian thought in his heart was actually to ask Chu Nangong.

Who was the black-robed weirdo who attacked him before?

Who is the force behind him?

But when I asked for the first time, I didn't think it was appropriate.

I held back.

Chu Nangong smiled:

"Big.

with your abilities and strength.

In the future, you will know who attacked the person, and you will also know the forces behind that person.

Because they're making a secret plan against you.

As for what it is, you will know it yourself when the Mo family giant comes. ”

“……”

The third prince Yingtian shook his fan and thought for a while, and finally hurriedly saluted Chu Nangong:

"It's okay, then thank Chu Nangong for revealing the heavenly secret and pointing out.

I'm thanking you again. ”

"Hahahaha!"

In this way, Zhang San drove the chariot to send Chu Nangong to Dongshi first.

After Chu Nan's announcement,

The day when the third son Yingtian and Zhang Sanchu came to Handan, it ended like this.

He drove the chariot to the pavilion.

The day of the third son's victory can be regarded as an end, but some people have just started.

Li Gai, the owner of the Drunken Dream Building, who was previously robbed by the three sons of Yingtian and ordered six net killers.

After being woken up by passers-by.

Hurriedly returned home and called the Venerable Master to prepare to go all over Handan City to find the six thieves of the Chu Kingdom.

But after returning home, Li changed to another outfit.

When wearing a new piece of jade pendant.

Li Gai, the owner of Drunken Dream Building, found that he was not only lacking money.

It's even less of the Yi Bao Ge trading secret.

"That's not right.

That Yi Bao Pavilion trading secret is nothing more than a broken stone.

Ordinary people can see that it is not worth anything at all.

How could it be robbed by that gang of thieves of the Chu State? ”

Li Gai, the owner of the Drunken Dream Building, instantly widened his eyes, staring at himself in the bronze mirror and thinking in a daze:

"It's even more wrong.

What about the third son of Qin Hou who made trouble in the drunken dream building?

And his men.

What about his carriage?

The robbers of the Chu State robbed me and my people?

Why don't you rob him?

It all seems ......"

Li Gai, the owner of Drunken Dream Building, shook his head instantly:

"No, no.

If all this is planned by the third son of Qin Hou of Qin State.

He could have killed me quietly, huh?

But why did he spare my life?

What the hell is all this going on?

Where did the lost Yi Bao Pavilion secret go? ”

Li Gai, the owner of the Drunken Dream Building, was not in a hurry to take the city full of Handan to find the six unsightly thieves of the Chu State.

Instead, he was determined to test a bold conjecture in his mind.

That is to follow the lost secret order of Yi Bao Pavilion to find the six thieves of the Chu Kingdom.

You might be able to find a clue.

I was thinking in my heart that the six thieves of the Chu Kingdom might take the secret order of Yi Bao Pavilion to go to the Green Willow Villa to pretend to be themselves.

With this question and thought.

The owner of the Drunken Dream Building took more than 30 thugs and rode to the Green Willow Villa.

Green Willow Villa at this time.

All participating guests of EPRO will withdraw from Greenwillow Villa.

All of them went to Handan City in Zhao State.

Only Fengyangjun Li Dui.

was left behind by Situ Wanli, the owner of Qianlong Hall, and invited him to drink.

After Li Change, the owner of Drunken Dream Building, arrived at Green Willow Villa.

was stopped by the peasant disciple at the door.

Ask him for Yi Baoge's secret order.

But how could he have it?

Directly explained the situation to the peasant disciple who was checking.

But the peasant disciple didn't believe it.

Li Gai, the owner of Drunken Dream Building, is also a bastard.

However, due to the fact that the real owner of Green Willow Villa, Mr. Lu Buwei, the richest man in Zhao State, has a good relationship with his father, Fengyangjun Li Dui.

There is no hard one.

It was to ask the peasant disciple to ask Situ Wanli, the master of Qianlong Hall, to come out and explain the situation.

Seek to confront each other.

I took someone to wait at the gate of Green Willow Villa.

The peasant disciples went to the villa to inform Situ Wanli, the master of Qianlong Hall.

Situ Wanli, the owner of Qianlong Hall, thought that someone was coming to make trouble again.

But the farmer disciple said that it was Li Gai, the owner of the Drunken Dream Building.

That is, the eldest son of Li Gai, who often comes here to Yibao.

Immediately, Situ Wanli, the owner of Qianlong Hall, and Zhao Guoxiangbang Li redeemed the Green Willow Villa.

"Daddy!

Why are you here? ”

Li Gai, the owner of the Drunken Dream Building, looked at his father Zhao Guoxiangbang Li Dui, who was coming out with Situ Wanli, the owner of Qianlong Hall.

"Change.

What's the matter with you?

I heard that peasant disciple just now say that you lost the secret order of Yi Bao Pavilion? ”

Situ Wanli, the master of Qianlong Hall, said:

"Master Li.

What the hell is going on? ”

Li Gai, the owner of the Drunken Dream Building, told him everything that happened before.

Including the matter of Yingtian, the third prince of Qin Hou of Qin State, taking his servants who are like beggars to fight in the drunken dream building.

There is also the time when he took someone to teach Qin Hou and Qin Hou the third son to win the sky.

On the way, he met the third son of Qin Hou of Qin State to win the sky, and as a result, he encountered six robbers of Chu State.

He snatched his own things and killed his own men.

Li Gai, the owner of Drunken Dream Building, also said that his secret order of Yi Bao Pavilion was robbed by the way.

"Oh?"

Situ Wanli, the master of the Qianlong Hall, listened to it and seemed to feel that this matter was inextricably linked to the distinguished guest of the Zizi Pavilion who taught the prince of Zhao State today, the Qin countryman.

Subconsciously thought that this robbery of the owner of the Drunken Dream Building, Li Gai, killed his subordinates and snatched the secret order of Yi Bao Pavilion, which was done by the bold Qin people today.

After listening to this, Zhao Guoxiang Bang Li Dui stroked his beard and looked at his son and nodded:

"For the Father knows what you mean."

Zhao Guoxiangbang Li Dui turned his head to look at Situ Wanli, the master of Qianlong Hall, who was lowering his head and seemed to be thinking about something, and asked with a smile:

"Master Situ.

Can you ask the peasant disciple in charge of the inventory?

Did the third prince of Qin Hou Yingtian come to our Green Willow Villa Yi Bao with the secret order of Yi Bao Pavilion? ”

“……”

Situ Wanli, the master of the Qianlong Hall, was a little hesitant.

Zhao Guoxiang Bang Li Dui suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at his son Li Gai:

"Change.

Don't say it.

The people of EPRO today.

One of them is a native of Qin.

It's just that he refuses to reveal his identity.

I only know that he is a high-ranking and powerful person in the Qin State.

Is it possible that this third son of Qin Hou of Qin State won the sky?

If it's him.

So the person who robbed you, Yi Baoge's secret order to kill your subordinates, was this Qin State, Qin Hou, the third prince of Qin Hou, and Yingtian single-handedly planned? ”

Li Gai, the owner of the Drunken Dream Building, was surprised:

"No, it won't!

Are there really people from the Qin Kingdom who come to Yibao?

This Qin State Qin Hou Third Prince Win Heaven is so stupid?

But what did he want? ”

Zhao Guoxiang Bang Li Dui explained:

"This person seems to be very interested in the famous sword and scales brought by a girl.

Is it possible that he planned all this for the sake of this famous sword and scale? ”

“……”

Li Gai, the owner of Drunken Dream Building, did not rush to speak, but thought carefully before and after.

Syllable!

Li Gai, the owner of the Drunken Dream Building, struck his right fist on his left palm, looking at his father Xiangbang Li Dui and the owner of Qianlong Hall, Situ Wanli.

Excited:

"Dad, you've done a good job!

The Qin people who are in Yibao Pavilion and Yibao today must be the third son of Qin Hou of Qin State to win the sky!

Can't be wrong! That's him!

That's why did those six Chu robbers only rob the child, but let him go!

He must have planned it! ”

(Brothers, I pulled my crotch again today!) No one watching it really affects the mood. ）

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