The terrain in the west of Jinxue City is flat, there are only a few small forests all the way, and there are many grasslands and mounds, which are suitable for training soldiers and horses, so if you go forward, you will find a 10,000-person battalion of the Yanlong Army; in the north, it is close to the Yan River, the water and soil are fertile, and there are continuous cultivated fields on both banks; in the east, it is sparsely populated, the terrain is rising, and the mountains and deep ravines rise and fall one after another. Once you step into the deep mountains and old forests, there are only a few hunters; in the south, half of the mountains and forests, half of the plains, in the early years, there were herdsmen who released herds of herds, and the cattle and sheep on the mountains and forests and plains are like clouds on the earth, which is very spectacular.

Nowadays, the southwest area has been designated as a forbidden land by the imperial court because of the iron lumps dug up in the ground, and the mule carts transporting the ore are constantly transporting the iron ore to the gold and iron smelters in various places day and night. As the lord of the three states of Yanlong, Shenhuahou naturally enjoys the greatest rights and interests. As a price, Shenhuahou not only needs to suppress the jackals everywhere, but also deal with an endless stream of poisonous snake assassinations.

The flower temple mentioned by Qian Ying is located in a mountain forest five or six miles east of Jinxue City, and it is said to be the god of flowers, but in fact it is a wild god worshiped by the people of the village and the wilderness. Because the temple is small and simple, and the guests have begged for many times and are not obvious, the incense in the temple has gradually withered, and the incense has almost been cut off in recent years. The thieves chose this place as a place to hide their stolen goods, which can be described as concealed and easily recognizable.

At night, people's eyesight is limited, and it is difficult to travel, although Steward Xu and Qian Ying are carrying lanterns, they still inevitably stumble on the roots of stones and trees. It's just that the thieves are bold, and the two of them hurried away silently, without any complaints.

Looking around at the barren mountains and wilderness, there are few voices. The vegetation and water vapor in the forest gathered into a clump, slowly floating in the air, changing thousands of postures in the darkness, and the faint of heart would guess the appearance of the elven mandrill.

Huang Xinyong leisurely picked a few mountain pears, wiped them clean on his clothes and took a bite, only to feel sweet and sour, full of relish. Most of his body leaned out of the trunk of the hidden tree, and the light of the two lanterns a hundred steps away melted together, and the yellow light of the candle flame was slightly white, fading the black curtain on the plants, trees, flowers and insects around the light source, as if the night had been burned out of a hole in the bright world. The light hole shook slowly, constantly pushing away the dark curtain in front of it, and the way it came was swallowed and buried by the dark night. The light source of the lantern is undoubtedly a guiding light in the woods at night, which makes it much easier to track.

"Uncle Shi, this is the temple!" Qian Ying pointed to the building in front of her with a lamppole, and raised the lantern high by the way, alerting to whether there were any beasts around the abandoned temple.

Steward Xu took a look and saw that the place where the wild gods lived here was actually quite spacious, occupying nearly ten acres of land. Looking at the rough adobe wall rammed by glutinous rice lime, it is reasonable to think about it, the barren mountains and mountains here, the width of the enclosure cannot show whether it has a magnificent style. The small temple built by the people in the countryside cannot be grandiose and solemn. The eight-foot-high earthen walls on the periphery do not even show the slightest trace of whitewashing, and the two-page wooden doors on the outer wall have been eaten by birds and insects for many years, and there are large and small potholes, as if they are dilapidated.

Steward Xu clenched the lamp pole in his hand, and there was always a little uneasiness lingering in his heart. However, he was soon relieved, and classified the strange feeling as a thief's heart.

"Hmm!" pushed open the cypress door that was hidden on half of the temple house, and the babbling sound of the wooden door rubbing against the stone trough made Steward Xu feel a stab in his ear, and regretted not going directly to the narrow slit on the other side that was stuck by the stone pier. Walking into the temple, the tamped ground under his feet cracked with turtle back lines, and every inch of the crack was occupied by vigorous weeds. Stretching in from the doorway, there seemed to be a fresh trace of a weed being trampled on.

Before Steward Xu could start thinking about it, Qian Ying urged him to hurry forward, the lantern in his hand almost touched Steward Xu's waist, and the heat of the candle flame was projected onto his body through the lamp paper, which was very uncomfortable.

With his hand flicked back, Steward Xu said angrily: "What kind of life is the straight lady thief urging?

Qian Ying snorted coldly, but in an instant, she changed into a flattering face, and said continuously: "Yes, yes, Uncle Shi walks slowly!"

The change in the middle was too fast, there was almost no turn, and Steward Xu was stunned for a moment. However, people subconsciously do not want to consider the worst of things, and Steward Xu secretly said: "It should be that I heard the wrong ears, entering the barren mountains at night, encountering dilapidated ancient temples, such scenes are really in line with the scenes depicted by gods and ghosts, and it is inevitable that I will feel that the wind and the grass and trees are all soldiers." All things are unscrupulous, Bodhisattva bless! Bodhisattva bless!"

Qian Ying did not show any more urging, only said that the property obtained from the Song Mansion was buried under the throne of the Flower Temple. When Steward Xu learned that the stolen object was close at hand, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, thinking that after digging it out and moving it to Tibet, would he tell the head of the family to receive the credit, or would he annex it privately and use it to help his own future?

Unconsciously quickened his pace and arrived at the entrance of the temple.

There was no candle lighting in the temple, and it was gray as far as the eye could see. Steward Xu's eyes were caught in the light of the lantern in his hand, but he couldn't see things in the dark clearly. At this time, his emotions were high, and he stepped into the temple with a single door without thinking.

Steward Xu raised the lantern in his hand as high as he could, and the distance from the flower god sculpture in front of him was only four or five steps. The idol is slightly taller than a grown man, and a goddess stands barefoot on a square throne studded with flowers and butterflies. The statue of the flower god here is graceful and plump, holding a spring apricot in his hand, wearing a peony on his head, and possessing a light veil on his body, exposing his waist, neck, upper chest, legs and arms. Steward Xu is also a normal man with a good wife in the family, and when he saw such a statue of a goddess in the dim light, he couldn't help but shake his heart, and his eyes stayed on the magnificent scenery on his chest covered by his waist and tulle, and he couldn't take it away for a long time.

Steward Xu, who came back to his senses, spat on himself, this goddess statue looks enchanting and charming. Although the craftsmanship of the craftsman of kneading and molding is quite okay, but the heart is not pure, it is estimated that which favorite village woman is imagined as a goddess, where does this bloated body look like a fairy in the mortal world?

I will be confused by the vulgar aesthetics of such a reckless man, it seems that he has been too busy in recent days, and he rarely rolls on the bed with his mother-in-law at home, and he is angry.

Steward Xu faintly smelled a rosin fragrance in his nose, and a fireball suddenly lit up in the hall, and then the second, third, and fourth regiments lit up one after another. Eight flames were lit one after another.

A figure walked out of the shadow of the firelight, holding a fire fold in his hand, which he pinched and sealed.

Steward Xu had a very wide vision, and he could see at a glance that the bronze-wrapped fire fold was not an ordinary thing to store charcoal fire chips or rough paper, nor was it a container stuffed with smoked cotton wool to ignite the fire sickle, but an expensive fire phosphorus fold, a real fire storage ingenuity that could be blown away.

There are more than 20 branches in the Song Mansion, and the general lady and son travel far away, and the people will prepare a fire for convenience; Although it is not a rare thing as gold, one piece also costs seven or eight taels of silver, and the green-skinned bastards in Golden Snow City cannot afford such a luxury.

Worst!

Steward Xu's heart sank, and he saw that the rest of the men also walked out of the hiding place, walking steadily, and tacitly maintaining the original quiet. Steward Xu felt the infinite pressure, as if the bones in his body were squeezed and about to burst.

Qian Ying stood at the door, still maintaining a flattering smile that seemed very false now, but he had one more thing in his hand besides the lantern, holding a dagger that was short but enough to pose a threat to Steward Xu. Qian Ying was still interested in casting the light spot reflected on Cheng Liang's knife face on the face of the "Uncle Shi" he kept calling, and the corners of his mouth were full of cruelty of indifference to life.

"Why did you harm me?" Steward Xu has no grudge against the few people who are hiding here, and they don't even know each other, so the person who asks can only be Qian Ying, the son of his old friend. Obviously, Qian Ying deliberately lured himself here because the evil act of colluding with thieves to steal the master's house was exposed? But along the way, he obviously had countless opportunities to stab himself in the back? What happened to these people who had been prepared for a long time?

Qian Ying casually inserted the lantern into the carved crack of the door, held the dagger in front of her, and said with a smile as she walked in: "I'm sorry Uncle Shi! You don't hear a word of truth! The property is hidden in the Flower Temple is fake, the thief is the green skin in the city is fake, and some people inquire about renting the old lady's house next door." Only the theft of the Song family is real, but it is also fake when it is broken. ”

He was a villain, his eyebrows were bent to the extent of exaggeration, and he opened the conversation: "Uncle Shi, don't stare at me when you are old, it's no wonder that you offended such a powerful big man." They did not hesitate to enter the Song Mansion to pretend to steal, and they also spent a lot of money to ask me to sneak into the Song Mansion early, and act in this scene today, just to fool you out of the city. You have a sentence that I am deeply touched by by the world: I cannot be cheated and deceived for the rest of my life! Yes, I have listened to it and remembered it deeply in my heart. So I seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and after today, my money will get ahead. Every year today, my nephew will burn a truckload of yellow paper for you, don't hate me when you are old!"

"I really have a pair of dog eyes!" Steward Xu gritted his teeth and threw the lantern in his hand vigorously, but unfortunately the lantern of the papier-mâché bamboo frame fell to the ground not far away, and was trampled on by Qian Ying, and the fire did not even burn.

Qian Ying can be described as proud at this moment, he has no kindness to the head of the Song Mansion who gives away two coins and silver taels every month, and he is still a little sorry for this father's best friend. However, the price offered by these people was enough to easily knock down his remaining conscience, and the amount he had already obtained was a thousand taels of silver, which was a wealth that ordinary people could not imagine!

There are too many good things in the future, Qian Ying laughed out loud when she thought about it.

When half of the red blade appeared on her chest, Qian Ying was still thinking that her mother-in-law would marry two rooms, one big and one small, preferably sisters, no matter how bad the mother and daughter were, they had deep feelings, so there would be no many quarrels......