After three days in Dengzhou in a row, to appease the forest farmers, Zhang Ji prepared to return in the afternoon of this day.

It turned out that the reason why the ten representatives of forest farmers whose interests had been violated were able to pass through the layers of encirclement by local county officials and thugs was only because of the secret help of the Liao State spies behind their backs.

I also can't complain that Wang Hao has a deep hostility towards Jingdong East Road, this place has long been infiltrated into a sieve by the Liao people, and there are countless ordinary people who betray the military situation and leak the situation of the county government office, but why these many people are willing to bear the reputation of traitors and traitors to the country should do this, the reason behind it is difficult to say.

The money and grain distribution team had already returned to their hometowns after unloading, and Zhang Ji rode a thin horse slowly. Although this judge is an idle position, his concern for the suffering of the people is true after all.

On both sides of the official road, there may be some ragged homeless people, some leaning on each other in twos and threes, and some dragging their families with their children waiting to be fed. The willow leaves have been drained by the hungry, and in the face of hunger, this bitterness is also delicious, not only to deceive the tongue, but also to deceive the brain.

Bare willow trees flutter in the wind, and the distant sunset leans exhaustively against the horizon. Zhang Ji scattered the dry food he carried with him, and scattered half of the copper to the homeless, leaving only a small part for coiling.

He wanted to walk slowly and feel the hardships of this people, but when he saw a smiling female doll in a woman's arms, he suddenly couldn't bear to look at it closely. This seemed to be a great cruelty, and he couldn't keep his nose sore and urged the horse forward.

After walking for another five miles, it was already dark in the clouds, and there were fewer and fewer people on the official road, and at this time they had reached a cramped place.

He felt a strong magnetic field approaching behind him, forcing a chill on his back.

Suddenly, there was a horse roar, and Zhang Ji fell to the ground. When he looked at it by a faint light, he saw that the horse he was riding was lying on the ground, and three willow darts were stuck vertically in the belly of the horse.

When he turned his head to look, he saw three people dressed as civilians standing behind him. The appearance of the three of them was very vague, and they were touching their arms in their hands.

There are two kinds of robbers in this area, one is a person who dresses up as a commoner, who cultivates during the day and robs at night, and the other is a professional robber who specializes in plundering for a living.

But no matter what kind of robber it is, the purpose is to get money. But it's really rare to use a knife and gun to kill the black hand without asking about money.

A man casually flew another dart, and the dart shot towards Zhang Ji's face. The black sky and the speed of the dart were fast, Zhang Ji couldn't see clearly, but when he saw the man's movements, he hurriedly flew over to dodge.

A willow dart slammed into the ground at his left foot.

The three of them, six hands and six willow leaf darts flew in unison, scattered in mid-air, like a goddess scattering flowers, leaving no dead end. Zhang Ji overturned the boat in the gutter, whining and wailing, his little life is going to be ruined here.

When the sparkling sharpness of the willow dart could already be seen, suddenly a flying sword from the sky blocked him in front of him. The sword, with a dazzling sword light, whirred and spun in front of Zhang Ji. I only heard a "pop" sound, and the willow dart fell to the ground.

The three of them obviously did not expect such an outcome, and after a blink of an eye, they threw six darts again, some of which were thrown from the air and some of which went into the ground.

The sword sliced through the ground in front of Zhang Ji with a whirl, the crack was two inches deep, and Zhang Ji subconsciously leaned back. Then several willow darts emerged from the crack, rushed into the air, and stabbed straight down.

The sword burst through the air with a few breaths, slashing the throats of the three of them in one fell swoop.

All the willow leaf darts instantly lost their vitality cultivation power and fell to the ground.

The sound of stepping on the ground sounded behind Zhang Ji, so he hurriedly turned his face and got up, and when he saw a person, he hurriedly thanked him: "Thank you for saving your life." ”

The sword flew over his head again, and plunged steadily into the scabbard of the old man in front of him.

The man asked, "What is your identity?"

Zhang Ji thought that it was not much of a secret to be a loose official, so he said it bluntly.

The man: "No wonder. Khitan spies are all spied on the news, and they rarely kill worthless people, since you are a new judge, you must be remembered by them. I see that the three of them seem to have been following you for a long time, and you haven't found out?"

As soon as Zhang Ji heard what he said, he vaguely felt that he had been watched since he set off, so he said: "My husband is right, I was careless." ”

The man said: "There are many accidents at night, so let's find an inn near the city for the time being, and leave early tomorrow morning." ”

Zhang Ji thanked him and asked the man's name again.

The man said: "It's a trivial matter, but it's not enough to worry about it." I came to Dengzhou to look for a cultivation baby, but I didn't expect to meet my little brother. If you want to ask, I'll tell you that I'm Shajie of the Laoshan Kendo Hall. ”

Zhang Ji secretly remembered it, and the man stepped back, and a sentence came from behind him: "The little brother is talented, and he is also a rare talent in sword cultivation." If it weren't for the fact that you are a member of the government, I will definitely accept you as a disciple based on my temper. ”

With that, he disappeared into the darkness.

Zhang Ji also hurried to the city.

After the "overlord" returned to Shangjing Mansion, he heard that someone had found a lot of swords to send him.

He also played with swords, but he never had a satisfactory sword, let alone a natal sword. He felt that the sword was just a weapon, and refining the natal sword was time-consuming and laborious, and a fool would do such a thing, so it was better to spend his time practicing the sword.

My sword belongs to me, and my sword is not mine, this is his cultivation motto.

The twenty sword capitals of the Central Plains have their own owners, and it is really unwise to go to the Song Kingdom to seize the sword with great fanfare. Besides, now that the Jin and Song Alliances are in place, Wanyan Aguda told him not to provoke the Song Kingdom easily, this is a death order.

So the plan of twenty swords was dispelled.

Forging your own sword is time-consuming and labor-intensive, and the point is that there is not enough human blood to feed it. The Jin State was kind to the captives and untouchables, mainly to supply soldiers, unlike the Liao State that killed people and took blood.

So the men who came after him in search of the sword presented him with piles and piles of so-called swords.

No, it's here again today.

"This is a Xuantie heavy sword, the color is cold and the blade is sharp, and it is not difficult to slash more than 100 miles in one go. A sword cultivator said flatteringly.

Another sword cultivator also said unadmittedly: "This is a double sword, in fact, it is called 'Butterfly Mandarin Duck Double Flying Great Sword', one female and one male, yin and yang, full of fun!"

Another sword cultivator also took out a one-foot-long small sword, and said anxiously: "Look at me, look at me, this is the Rakshasa sword cast by the Rakshasa swordsman of the Northern Rakshasa Country, the Rakshasa is called 'Bara Little Demon Sword', and the Chinese name is 'Demon Fairy Sword', and it is the only one to kill demons." ”

"And the Wounded Yin Skull Sword. ”

"This is the Sword of the Absolute Son!"

"This is the Ox's Joy Sword!"

......

"Overlord" looked impatiently at these third-rate sword monks in front of him who were constantly flattering him, and snapped his fingers to calm them down.

Everyone stood in unison and looked at him.

The "overlord" reached out and took the "Xuantie heavy sword", and with a slap and a fold of both hands, the sword broke in half with a "snap".

Then, he took the double sword named "Butterfly Mandarin Duck Double Flying Sword", and with another "snap", the two swords broke together.

"Wounded Yin Owl Sword", "Broken Sun Sword", "Ox Joy Sword" and so on were also pulled over by him, and he saw that the ground was full of abandoned half-cut broken swords, and the sound of "popping" was endless.

"Bang Bang!"

All the people looked at everything in front of them in amazement, in addition to being ashamed of the inferior quality of the sword they were seeking, they were even more amazed by the extraordinary strength of the "overlord".

"Bang Bang!"