In the territory of Tianshu Country, Tianze City.

In a crowded street in Tianze City, an eight-year-old boy held a bag of steaming osmanthus cakes in both hands, looking up and down in the crowd.

"Second young master, second young master!" Xiao Tong shuttled through the crowd of people coming and going, while covering the mouth of the paper bag containing the osmanthus cake, for fear that when he found the second young master, the osmanthus cake was already cold.

Xiao Tong is eight years old this year and is the servant of his second young master, Mu Qiannian. He has been following Mu Qiannian for as long as he can remember, according to the old man in the Wanbao Pavilion, this little boy is an orphan, and when he was two years old, he was picked up by Mu Qiannian, who was only fourteen years old, during a wandering.

When I picked it up, I was dirty, hiding in a corner and shivering. Mu Qiannian ordered the people in the pavilion to take care of him, and only then did he pick up a life.

Mu Qiannian personally named him Nanxing, and when he could simply do some tea and errands, he always took him with him.

In a blink of an eye, Nanxing was already eight years old, and Mu Qiannian was already twenty years old.

This ordinary afternoon could not be more ordinary, but for Mu Qiannian, it was not extraordinary at all. Because his brother Mu Xingyu had something to do and left Wanbao Pavilion.

Mu Qiannian's brother Mu Xingyu is three years older than him. But because their parents have passed away, Mu Xingyu treats his eldest brother as his father, and his discipline of Mu Qiannian is even stricter than when his parents were alive.

In addition to taking care of the affairs of Wanbao Pavilion every day, Mu Xingyu also has to take care of his lively and active younger brother, which is really not easy.

In the Heavenly Pivot Country, when it comes to Wanbao Pavilion, it can be said that everyone knows it, and no one knows it. As the name suggests, there are countless treasures in the treasure house.

Everyone in the rivers and lakes knows that as long as you have a treasure and want to change hands, as long as you can be favored by Wanbao Pavilion, the gold and silver in exchange is definitely higher than any other place.

There is also gossip that Wanbao Pavilion seems to have a little bit to do with the Tianshu Imperial Court, and there are many extremely rare treasures that will pass through the hands of Wanbao Pavilion and be sent to the Tianshu Kingdom Imperial Palace.

In fact, any treasure hunt is just a superficial article of Wanbao Pavilion, and Wanbao Pavilion is secretly doing murderous business. The most mysterious killing building in the rivers and lakes - non-hidden, is the biggest treasure of Wanbao Pavilion.

The killer trained by Non-Yin is very professional, fast and ruthless in performing tasks, and it can be said that he rarely misses.

Just when Nanxing was holding the osmanthus cake and walking the streets and alleys of Tianze City to find his second young master, Mu Qiannian had already bought a horse from the horse dealer and left Tianze City.

Poor Nanxing started from the steaming osmanthus cake in his hand, and found that the osmanthus cake was all cold, and he couldn't find the second young master of his family. I had to wipe my tears while returning to Wanbao Pavilion and crying with Uncle Zhou, the old man in the pavilion.

"This second young master, he must have taken advantage of the pavilion master's absence, and ran out to play again, but don't let anything happen. Uncle Zhou saw Nanxing's face full of tears crying, and after talking to himself, he took out a handkerchief and wiped Nanxing's tears. The pavilion master in his mouth is naturally Mu Xingyu.

With Uncle Zhou's comfort, Nanxing stopped his tears, took out the osmanthus cake that he was holding carefully all the way, and ate it silently.

But he didn't take two bites, and cried out again: "Second young master, doesn't he want me anymore, woo...... It must be that Nanxing is too stupid, buy an osmanthus cake and lose it, woo woo ......"

Although Nanxing is a child who was picked up, he grew up in Wanbao Pavilion since he was a child, and Mu Qiannian often took him with him, and even taught him to read and write in person. Therefore, the people in the cabinet did not dare to call him as a person, except for Mu Qiannian, no one would call him.

Uncle Zhou is for Wanbao Pavilion, and he has not yet started a family when he is old, and he treats Nanxing very well on weekdays. Seeing that the osmanthus cake in his mouth had not yet been swallowed, he cried so fiercely that he hurriedly comforted him.

"Nanxing doesn't cry, didn't the second young master teach you to memorize yesterday? When you can memorize it all, the second young master will come back, go quickly." ”

When Nanxing heard this, he immediately stopped crying, sobbed a few times, swallowed the osmanthus cake that had been chewed in his mouth, wiped the back of his hand on his face, and said with a smile: "Nanxing knows." ”

Looking at Nanxing's figure rushing away, Uncle Zhou chuckled and shook his head, the sadness and happiness of children are always so simple and pure.

In the woods outside Tianze City, a horse was galloping, and Mu Qiannian, who was riding on a horse, didn't know where he was going, in short, it was much better to go anywhere than staying in Wanbao Pavilion and looking at the mountains of files on the bookcase.

The young man on the horse, his black hair was tied up by a purple and gold ribbon, and the purple-gold robe printed with gold-rimmed moire set off his wanton grace, and his eyebrows were full of grace.

After Mu Qiannian's scenery behind him changed a few waves, he finally got tired and tired, found a tree to rest, tied the horse to the tree, and rested against the trunk of the tree.

But before he had eaten half of the dry food in his hand, he faintly heard the sound of swords fighting in front of him.

Mu Qiannian walked the rivers and lakes several times before, but he was not far from Tianxuan City, and he was forcibly invited back by Mu Xingyu. This time, while Mu Xingyu was out on errands, he ran so far.

Thinking of the people of the rivers and lakes "when the road is uneven, draw a sword to help", Mu Qiannian didn't care at all that he would only order three-legged cat kung fu, so he held the long sword in his hand and slowly leaned over in the direction where the sound of the fight came.

I saw two majestic men in front of me, fighting with a woman in black. The woman in black seemed to have been injured, and it was very difficult for her body to move, so she could only raise her sword to parry the siege of the two men.

The two men, one with a long sword and the other with a long knife, did not hurt the killer, and seemed to only want to capture the woman in black alive.

Two men bullied a weak woman, Mu Qiannian really couldn't stand it, and hurriedly ran over, shouting in his mouth: "Stop!"

The man with the long sword stopped his hand when he heard this, looked at Mu Qiannian who rushed to the front, and said sharply: "If you don't want to die, get out!"

"What kind of grudge do you have with this girl, it's too much for two people to fight one. Mu Qiannian looked at the sword-wielding man's fierce and vicious gaze, as if he wanted to reason with him.

On the other side, the woman in black was still desperately resisting the man with the long knife, her right leg was cut and bleeding, and her strength was gradually exhausted.

"This little beauty Lao Tzu has taken a fancy to her, it is her blessing, stinky boy, you hurry up, Lao Tzu is in a good mood today and doesn't want to kill. The man with the sword looked at the woman in black who was gradually unable to resist, his eyes were full of smiles, and he didn't want to care about Mu Qiannian, who didn't even hold the sword well.

"If you hadn't done it, let alone two, I would have you have no return. Although the woman in black gradually lost her strength, she still had cruel words in her mouth.

"You ......" The sword-wielding man showed embarrassment on his face when he heard this, and then his face turned red with anger, and he couldn't say any more after saying only one word.

Mu Qiannian looked at the three people in front of him, he couldn't beat any of them, he was still self-aware. As his thoughts flowed, he suddenly smiled and said, "I won't care about this idle matter, let's go first." ”

He really turned around and walked back, and when the three of them thought he was really leaving, they suddenly saw him turn around again, covering his mouth and nose and spilling a piece of white powder.

The white powder was sprinkled and drifted in the air in the wind, and this was the last scene the three men saw before they fainted.