Chapter Twenty-Eight: Iron Spirit

Xu Yizhen didn't know what to say, although Gu Jianming helped himself, but he still couldn't help but be moved by this kind of thinking about himself.

He sighed, "The love of the ancient brothers is remembered in my heart!"

"It's serious!"

Gu Jianming hugged his fists and said, "This is going to Guang'an, Brother Yi is so precious, let's go, I will have a long night and many dreams, I have already called a big car, stop in front of the door, and go on the road now!"

Xu Yi nodded and turned to the door.

After half a pillar of incense, in the vast night, two horses pulled a cart with a thick mattress, galloping towards Guang'an City!

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At night, in the meeting hall of the White Horse Branch Hall of the Black Dragon Hall, dozens of oil stoves in two rows were burning violently, illuminating the dragon relief on the dome, which was ghostly.

On the bronze chair of the Tiger Venerable in the middle, Jiang Shaochuan, the hall master of the White Horse Branch, sat quietly, staring at the entrance of the hall with a pair of tiger eyes, since the master of the Jiang Hall received a report that his only son, Jiang Dashao, was caught quickly and beheaded with a single knife at the dock of Furong Town, and the master of the Jiang Hall seemed to have lost the ability to act.

Duoduo,

Suddenly, a hurried footstep echoed through the hall, like a steel file scraping a copper skin.

The brave torture master of the White Horse Branch hurriedly walked in, and under the fire, the torture master seemed to have just been fished out of a hot pot, sweating profusely, and the two whiskers were already soaked.

Before he got close, Master Xing howled in a hoarse voice, "Hall Master, the big thing is not good, the big thing is not good, wow, the son of him, the son of him ......"

"I know, my son is dead!"

Jiang Shaochuan's voice seemed to be in the gutter, full of coldness and rancidity.

"Hall master, the iron spirit was stolen by the child, and the iron spirit was stolen!"

Master Xing pinched his throat and howled.

"What! you say it again!"

Jiang Shaochuan was like a huge praying mantis, he bounced up from his seat when he heard the sound, jumped in front of Master Xing, and choked his neck.

"I, ahem, I said, ahem......"

Master Torture's throat was pinched to death, and where could he speak.

After Jiang Shaochuan let go, he repeated Fang Cai's words again.

Rumble!

Jiang Shaochuan was like being struck by lightning, shaped like a ghost, got into the secret room, in an instant, drilled out again, flew up and kicked over a stove, grabbed a Daguan knife at the screen, and danced like a storm, and in an instant, the Huanghuang meeting hall of the White Horse Branch Hall became a garbage dump.

After a long time, Jiang Shaochuan stopped his knife, his face was hideous, and he muttered, "Beast, beast, there is more than enough to die, beast!"

"Hall Master, now is not the time to complain, we have to find a way to recapture the iron essence, and eliminate the hidden dangers as much as possible, otherwise let the main hall know that we are greedy for such a treasure, and the consequences will be unimaginable!"

Master Xing anxiously persuaded.

Jiang Shaochuan was shocked, and then he remembered that the biggest disaster had not yet been eliminated.

This iron spirit was obtained a few months ago, when he led the White Horse Branch to secretly rob the southeast caravan, but this southeast caravan was not an ordinary team, but a birthday envoy who shouldered the tribute paid by Guang'an Mansion to the royal court.

Jiang Shaochuan found out about the secret mission of the southeast caravan, so he gathered his strength, ambushed in the Sky Eagle Cliff, paid a heavy price, and finally ransacked the southeast caravan.

This iron essence was picked out by the criminal master in a treasure box of the caravan, and when he saw it, Jiang Shaochuan was shocked as a divine object, and according to the gang rules of the Black Dragon Hall, the looting of the lower level branch hall should be handed over to the higher level hall for inventory and distribution according to the ratio.

The iron spirit is so miraculous, if it is handed over to the main hall, there must be no return, and the master of punishment obviously also saw Jiang Shaochuan's intentions, and took it upon himself to destroy the team involved in the excavation of the iron spirit.

With such an informed interest as Master Xing, Jiang Shaochuan half-pushed and half-baked this iron essence into his pocket.

But it is true that the iron essence is a treasure, but it is not in the right way, and it is not visible at all.

Jiang Shaochuan stored it in the secret room, and only dared to take it out in the dead of night.

Who knew that Jiang Gongzi was so bold that he stole the iron essence, and what was even worse was that Jiang Gongzi himself died irresponsibly outside.

At this moment, Jiang Shaochuan still cares about the life and death of Jiang Gongzi, and his heart is full of fear.

If the news of the birth of the iron spirit leaks out, he Jiang someone will be in a catastrophe.

Master Xing knew what Jiang Shaochuan was anxious about, and said, "The hall master is worried, I have inquired clearly, at that time, on the dock, although there were many people, they were all ordinary people, but I heard that there was a white sword that killed and injured the catcher, and no one looked carefully, and the white sword was made of iron essence. And the iron essence is a strange treasure, and if you catch it quickly, you will definitely keep your mouth shut. Therefore, we don't need to worry about the news of the birth of the iron spirit for the time being. ”

"That arrest is a new harvest from the patrol yamen of Furong Town, and my subordinates have just gotten the news that this person rushed to Guang'an City. Obviously, this person has done a good job of coping, and he is clearly afraid that we will attack the old and the young in Furong Town. But it's okay, he rushed to Guang'an, let's go directly to Ming, find a ring and hammer this person to death directly, it's a hundred! ”

Master Torture's voice fell, and Jiang Shaochuan, who was full of iron cold, smiled sadly, "The top priority, hehe, I thought that the top priority was to keep it secret, the fewer people who knew about the iron essence, the better, and it was best for me to know alone." Before the words fell, Jiang Shaochuan reached out with his big hand, but when he heard the clicking sound, Master Xing's eyes saw his back.

With a casual throw, the corpse of the torture master was thrown into the fire near the left, and in an instant, there was a burning smell accompanied by thick smoke.

Jiang Shaochuan stared at the bonfire, gritted his teeth and said, "No matter who it is, if you dare to rob Lao Tzu of the treasures that he exchanged for his life, Lao Tzu will want you to die a good death!"

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In the early morning, the weather was gloomy and windy, and although the doors and windows were closed, the red candles that burned more than half an inch high were still swaying by the cold air drifting in.

Waiting for Mu Bo to drink the sub-tonic, threw a huge food box to Qiuwa's room, and changed into a new green shirt, Xu Yi came to the main hall and sat quietly.

This is an ordinary home courtyard, the front room office, the back yard to settle down, the main house, the wing room, the kitchen and bathroom are all available, the atrium two rows of autumn banyans, pavilions such as covers, shade and summer shelter, very IKEA.

The patrol yamen of Furong Town has rented this room for some years, and has set up an office here, which is responsible for receiving Furong Town's official personnel to Guang'an Mansion, as well as receiving and sending official documents.

Xu Yi drank two cups of tea, went to the post station not far away, sent and received a few official documents, locked the hospitality room on the left, left a note on the door, closed the door, and left the door.

He specially marched towards the lively place, turned into a large workshop, went straight to the largest winery, spent a silver ingot, carried a ten-year-old bamboo leaf green, inquired about the location of the iron cat ear alley, and walked forward.

This time in Guang'an, Xu Yi did not take chances, he knew very well that the Black Dragon Hall would not settle the matter, not for the damn black-clothed youth, but for the strange white iron gall, and it would also set off a bloody storm.