The next day.

The news that Tiger Roaring Heights Villa was destroyed and all Hongmen disciples were killed soon spread to Hongmen County.

The county lord of Hongmen Branch, after learning the news, was immediately furious.

The county lord of Hongmen was so angry that he slapped him on the spot and smashed the sturdy mahogany table beside him.

"Investigation, it must be thoroughly investigated, the lord of this county must see people in life, and he must see corpses in death!"

The lord of Hongmen County immediately issued a hunt and kill warrant for Hongmen to arrest the murderer.

Therefore, the Hongmen sub-county sent the chief inner disciple to Lincheng in person to follow up the clues.

The chief inner disciple of the Hongmen sub-county, his name is Ning Yichen.

Ning Yichen is a martial arts genius that is rare in a hundred years, and his talent is outstanding.

Ning Yichen was only twenty-five years old, and his cultivation had already reached the Great Perfection Realm of Transformation Realm.

Ning Yichen was only one step away from becoming a legendary innate martial arts master powerhouse.

In the underground world of Zhejiang Province, Ning Yichen is the first person among the young generation in Zhejiang Province, known as the son of Wufeng.

No matter where Ning Yichen goes, he is the object of everyone's embrace, awe, and stammering.

And this time, the Hongmen sub-county sent Ning Yichen to personally go to Lincheng to track down clues and arrest the murderer.

This also shows how much attention Hongmen County attaches to the destruction of Tiger Roaring Heights.

At this time, in Lincheng, Chen Jian didn't seem to realize the impending crisis.

As if he was nothing, he first returned to the ancestral land of the Chen family and slept beautifully.

Then, early the next morning.

Chen Jian took Xixi and a few people to the famous scenic spot East Lake in Lincheng and went to play leisurely.

East Lake is located in the center of the city.

It is facing the business circle of the bustling metropolis and is backed by the undulating Great Wall of the Yangtze River.

East Lake is like the finishing touch to the city.

makes the whole city less cold in the city and more in the countryside.

Take in the beautiful views and visit the limitless scenery.

Chen Jian felt extremely comfortable.

He stood on the ancient pavilion in the center of the lake, looking up at the Great Wall that winded like a dragon.

Chen Jian suddenly became interested and poetic, and he recited aloud.

"At the dawn of the century, the vicissitudes of life are still majestic. ”

"Anti-Japanese Jiujie Qi Tan Ji, the legacy of a thousand years of Zou Lu style. ”

"The famous people are full of affection, and the ancient city and new city scenery are integrated. ”

"It's difficult to see the strange mountains and beautiful waters, and it is suspected that you are in the picture. ”

The poems are magnificent, quoting scriptures and classics, and should be quatrains for the ages.

"Good poetry!"

As soon as Chen Jian's words fell, a person who was in the pavilion couldn't help blurting out and praised.

When Chen Jian heard this, he subconsciously looked in the direction where the voice came from.

I saw that the person who spoke was a middle-aged man in a black suit.

The middle-aged man was handsome and dignified, and his body exuded a majestic momentum.

As soon as Chen Jian saw it, he knew that this middle-aged man was not an ordinary person, and he should have a great background.

However, Chen Jian didn't care what the middle-aged man's identity was.

He was still lazy, leaning against the pillars of the gazebo.

It doesn't matter who you are, as long as you don't provoke him, he will act as if nothing happened.

Otherwise, what if it is the king of heaven?

Chen Jianzhao is not wrong!

However, at the moment, the other party is not looking for trouble, and Chen Jian is not good at snubbing others.

"It's over. ”

So, Chen Jian smiled slightly, he shook his head, and said modestly.

"I don't know the name of Xiaoyouzun?"

When the middle-aged man heard this, he asked with a smile.

Chen Jian's export is full of chapters, and he writes poems on the fly, so talented that he should be extraordinary.

The middle-aged man became a friend.

"Chen Jian. ”

Chen Jian said lightly.

"Chen Jian, Jane, simple, Dao to Jane, good name!"

The middle-aged man secretly pondered, and couldn't help but nod and say yes.

"You're wrong. ”

Chen Jian smiled.

"Wrong? What am I wrong?"

The middle-aged man was puzzled, and he asked rhetorically.

"Because there's dust on your heart. ”

Chen Jian said to the middle-aged man.

When the middle-aged man heard this, he subconsciously touched his heart with his hand, wanting to wipe the dust.

"You're wrong again. ”

Chen Jian looked at the middle-aged man's movements and said.

"Do you want me to gouge out my heart and look at it?"

The middle-aged man looked puzzled, and he asked a little unconvinced.

"You still don't understand, dust is not dust, so why wipe it?"

Chen Jian shook his head, his face was indifferent, his eyes were calm, and he looked at the middle-aged man quietly.

The middle-aged man was confused, he didn't seem to understand.

The middle-aged man felt as if Chen Jian was teasing him.

But I feel that what Chen Jian said contains a profound truth.

The middle-aged man couldn't understand and couldn't understand it.

"Xiaoyou, there is definitely no dust in my heart, I am looking for light and insisting on justice!"

The middle-aged man was not convinced, and he said righteously.

"Have you found the light?"

Chen Jian's eyes were deep, as if he had seen through everything about the middle-aged man.

"Nope. ”

Chen Jian's words made the middle-aged man feel disheartened.

"Because you are looking for the light in the daylight. ”

Chen Jian continued.

The middle-aged man didn't seem to understand.

"What if you look for light in the darkness?"

Chen Jian saw that the middle-aged man was deep in thought, and he asked with a smile.

"But darkness is darkness, and there is no light to be found. ”

The middle-aged man tried to think, but he couldn't think of a reason.

"You look for the light in the daylight, as if justice is already justice. ”

"And you are in the dark, looking only for imagination. ”

"To find the light, you can only find it where there is light. ”

Chen Jian continued to laugh.

When the middle-aged man heard this, he didn't understand, and looked at Chen Jian with a confused expression.

Chen Jian smiled without saying a word, he patted the dust on his body and prepared to leave.

"Sir, can you leave a contact information?"

"I still have some doubts below, and I want to continue to ask you when I have time. ”

The middle-aged man discovered Chen Jian's extraordinaryness through the conversation with Chen Jian just now.

Therefore, he didn't dare to underestimate and snub Chen Jian, and when he spoke, he used honorifics.

"You look at me who belongs to the scenery on the bridge, and I look at you who belong to the scenery under the bridge. ”

"Now you and I are both landscapes, we should have a fate, if we have a fate, we will meet again. ”

Chen Jian smiled indifferently, and he turned around and left in a dashing manner.

Only left to the middle-aged man, a back that was fading away.

After Chen Jian swam across the East Lake and climbed the Great Wall, it was getting late.

A round of remnant sun, hanging obliquely on the mountainside.

The fiery red clouds spread all over the sky, like a picture scroll, beautiful.

Chen Jian felt hungry, so they went to the central square.

Chen Jian found a restaurant and prepared to satisfy his appetite.

At this time, it was dinner time, and there was a lot of traffic.

The hotel is crowded with people, talking loudly and bustlingly.

Chen Jian sat in the corner by the window, and he beckoned Xixi, Shishi, Tiantian, and Mosquito to sit down.

At this time, outside the hotel gate.

In the East Lake Pavilion just now, the middle-aged man who was talking to Chen Jian walked in with a beautiful girl.

Seeing this, the corners of Chen Jian's mouth turned up slightly, and he secretly said in his heart, it is really fate.