Mr. Backsword shook his sleeves and flew away in the night. But Luo Tian didn't stop there, he still had something to do.

The inside of the courtyard wall was wrapped in three jagged wire nets, and a small piece of sharp broken stone was laid underneath, and near the water tank, there happened to be an old poplar tree with leafy branches.

It's just that at this time, the leaves on the poplar trees have long been withered and yellow, and there are a few scattered branches on the upper branches, and there are a lot of scattered on the courtyard wall and ground.

Luo Tian lifted his sleeves, wiped a handful of sweat on his face, and then shook it lightly on the ground, and then picked up the pickaxe again and aimed it at the ground under the willow tree, waving it in mid-air. It was already the second half of the night, and the full moon in the middle was shining a lot, and under the willow trees, next to the water tank, in the pickaxe, there was a golden yellow.

The pickaxe didn't lift very much, it wasn't very high, but every time it landed in the dirt in the pit, it always submerged the front end, and then piled up a pinch of wet soil on the ground again. Although it was only a wall, there was no sound of the pickaxe digging the soil outside, and Luo Tian tried his best to use every bit of strength to the finest, and the pickaxe was also controlled most accurately. It is not only concealed and safe, but also saves time and energy.

The pit was about four feet long and half a meter wide, and the depth was already close to one meter, but the pickaxe still didn't stop, and it seemed that there was still some way to go. A few broad yellow leaves fell again in mid-air, and even one fell into a deep pit in constant turmoil, and then the pickaxe moved again, and with a pickaxe of dirt it tumbled to the ground. The sweat on Luo Tian's head is getting more and more, he has already entered the middle stage of the martial arts, he can completely adjust his luck, there is no need for this kind of sweaty scene, but he wants to try, he wants to rely on his physical activities to exercise the control of his strength, because of this, he did it.

The handle of the pickaxe finally went deep into the ground, and he had to lie on the edge of the pit, supporting his body with one hand and turning the pickaxe with the other, and continued to dig the earth. The dirt had already splashed a large patch on his green shirt, but he didn't look at it.

Getting up again, Luo Tian casually threw the pickaxe aside, and the wide and hard pickaxe fell to the ground, still not making a sound. He slapped his body in a slight circle, and before the dirt had fallen, his whole body had already jumped into the pit. There was constant moisture under his feet, and he smiled because he was satisfied, and his arms were raised, but he had not yet reached the edge of the pit.

Back on the ground, he ignored the mud in his hair, let alone the pickaxe that was blocking the ground, turned back to the house, and when he came out again, he already had one more thing in his hand.

The green ripples, the flat shape under the fan-shaped extrusion, and the reverberating brilliance, but it is a peacock sword.

Touching the smooth sword body above, Luo Tian's heart surged, but the burden on his shoulders was very heavy now, and he had to be ruthless to hide the peacock sword here first. The mysterious impermanence of the hidden sect, the inexplicable identity of Yanzi, and the original story of the year, without the storage space in the post, the Peacock Sword will be discovered sooner or later, and in the end, it will only add another wound to the many clouds above his head. His cultivation is not too high, and he can't count on the support of the Sword Tower for the time being, he must not have the slightest flaw, he must put the Peacock Sword here.

Both hands grasped the blades on both sides, and the wide blade of the peacock sword fell into the pit little by little, and the hilt of the sword finally plunged deep into the bottom of the pit with the strength of his hands. The four sides of the pit are still reflecting green spots of light, which gradually blend with the moonlight sprinkled in the sky, like a dream, and it is very beautiful.

Luo Tian looked at it and looked at it, thought about it and thought about it, and always felt that something was missing, he walked a few steps, scooped out a scoop of cold water in the house, and slowly dispersed into the deep pit, and a large mist splashed on the peacock. Then, he scattered a few dried dead leaves, he wanted to find a few green leaves, but at this time it was already half past the night, and it was really difficult to find it to avoid alarming the patrolling Sibeiwei.

"You stay here first, and after a while, when I am sure that I can put you on my body and face up to impermanence, I will definitely take you out. Luo Tian squatted on the ground, stretched out his hand, leaned together, and pushed the dirt on it one by one, and the soil in the deep pit gradually covered the green mang.

"But, to be honest, I don't even know how long this period will be. The dirt was still filling, but he laughed to himself.

"Liuli, peacocks, and the things in the Changfu Mystery Box, or things that will be encountered in the future, I will find out one by one, no matter what method I use, I have to figure out what happened back then. If, one day, I really use you, I believe you will be able to hear my call, even if we are thousands of miles apart, we can meet again, and then, we, open the sky together. ”

"And grandma, it's even more mysterious!"

Luo Tian leaned on the ground with his head in his hands, looking at the thin clouds in the sky, a yellow leaf flashed in his eyes, but he didn't know what he thought of. In the second half of the night, he lay quietly in the poplar tree and looked at the sky, he wanted to compensate the peacock for a while.

In the second half of the night, a small shoot slowly grows on the land under the old poplar tree, with white and yellow buds and emerald green bud tips, and the yellow leaves everywhere are more vivid.

The morning sun is still fixed in the east mid-air, and the streets of the Sibei City have long been lively, with all kinds of businessmen wandering in every street and alley, and vitality and chaos are filling every place.

Luo Tian sat on a rough wooden bench in an extremely lazy posture, which was just a simple canvas shed, with slightly higher wooden stakes on each side of the ground, and a few large square tables were placed under the shed, the square tables were a little shabby, but they were also very clean.

Staying up all night last night made Luo Tian's spirit a little confused, if he stayed in the past, he would definitely close the door and sleep well for a day. But today is not possible, today is the day when the Sibei Pavilion Auction House opens, and he must go.

A big bowl of thick white soy milk and a few large pancakes, this is Luo Tian's breakfast. The boss is really very, he actually put a plate of coarse pickles in the center of the square table, and the baked cakes are also strong and kind.

"Have you heard? Today is the day when the head office of Sibeige Auction House opens, and it is estimated that there is another big treasure to sell. ”

"I still need to say that I just opened the realm? ”

"The things you get in the Infinite Secret Realm can still be mortal? It's just that our brothers can't see it. ”

"Oh, Zhang Yizi, you big dung picker still want to see the treasure, eat your rotten fire!"

"That is, what do we have to do with eating and eating. ”

There was a circle of four people sitting at another table near Luo Tian, looking at their dress, coarse cloth and short clothes, I don't know which house it was, who had just returned from sending the night incense, and there was a smell of stench on his body. Luo Tian smiled slightly, swallowed a big mouthful of fire again, and couldn't help but think in his heart: There are many people in the world, each with their own way, and no one can say that anyone is bad. The servants yearn for treasure appreciation, and the chivalrous warriors don't care about killing less.

There was a commotion among the pedestrians on the road, and with the sound of horses' hooves, six tall horses had come to the shed. The leader was a white horse with four hooves and black stripes, and on the saddle was a white young man in a thick shirt, and judging by his appearance, he was fourteen or fifteen years old.

The young man pulled his left hand slightly, and the white horse immediately stopped, and there was already a person kneeling next to him, and the young man stepped on the man's shoulder and stepped to the ground. The whip spun in the air, and with a sound of whiplash, flew into the arms of another man, who then led the horse with the whip in his left hand and his right hand, and stood respectfully on the side of the shed.

"Old shopkeeper, you have made a lot of money this time, our little young master of the Lu family got up early and walked through here, why don't you serve well?"

The shop has been on this small street for more than ten years, and such a rich man has seen a lot, as long as he is careful and thoughtful, he can still have less silver horns? Hurry up with a smiling face, two pairs of big hands that are still sticking to the foam of the face rubbed on the clothes repeatedly, "Childe is easy to sit, they are all simple to eat, if I can really enter the belly of Childe, my shed will be stained with Childe's golden light." ”

The little young master of the Lu family usually listens to a lot of flattering words, but this time the words are vulgar, and they just enter the ears of the little master, which is extremely fresh. "I didn't expect to come out early in the morning and hear such words, reward. ”

When the tall man heard the words of the little young master, the corners of his mouth looked a little unnatural, but he was jealous in his heart. But there was no expression of frustration on his face, but he smiled, and casually took out a small piece of silver cake in his arms and threw it towards the old shopkeeper, "Look at it, this is the little master of the Da Qianlu family." ”

"Young Master of the Lu Family, when did there be such a number one in Sibei City? Why haven't I heard of it before. The four family members sitting next to Luo Tian lowered their heads and drank soy milk, but they didn't know who shouted.

At the beginning of one person, there will be someone to connect, "The four northern cities are all the world of the Xiang family, and I have never heard of someone surnamed Lu." "They have been begging for life in Sibei City for so many years, and they really haven't heard of any Lu family.

A few family members are obviously talkative, but you and I said it at a glance, from the inexplicable little master of the Lu family, to the names of several well-known merchants in Sibei City, and then it was the new thing that came out of the Sibei Pavilion recently, and the soy milk drank one sip after another, and the voice gradually increased.

The young master of the Lu family had already heard the conversation of those few family members, but he was immediately relieved after seeing their appearance, and there was really no need to be angry with such a subordinate. The two Chinese characters next to them couldn't bear it, and they gritted their teeth, but the little young master hadn't spoken yet, and it was not good for them to cause trouble in Sibei City.

The shed was filled with a large piece of hot steam of soy milk, Luo Tian supported his jaw with his hand on the table, his nose moved, and before the smoke rose, there was still a smell of smoke.