Autumn is high and cool, and it is the season of ripe harvest.

Outside Yanjing City, the motian fields crisscrossed by the moats and towns are golden, and the farmers are bending their sickles like flying, sweating like rain, harvesting the fruits of the year.

In Yanjing City, Xizheng Street, which is close to the inner city, is bustling with pedestrians, and it can't help but be a little crowded. September and autumn are a little cooler, and the streets are still a little stuffy. In each shop, customers came one after another, and it was very lively.

Uncle Sun Chaogui, who was famous inside and outside Yanjing City, wore a purple brocade robe, held two golden galls in his hand, and walked through his own streets, looking comfortable. The four attendants beside him were of different heights, dignified and strong.

In Yanjing City and even in the Yunlan Mountain Range, when it comes to the third master of the golden gall, everyone knows it. As the owner of Lingsheng Hall, the largest medicinal herb store in Yanjing, he is worth a lot. At the same time, it is also one of the largest dart games in the four seas dart bureau and one of the largest restaurant osmanthus fang, who is bold and generous, and is a good person, which has won the praise of the people in Yanjing City.

There is even a legend that Sun Sanye is a disciple of a certain Xiuzhen sect outside the world, which adds three points of mystery and unfathomability to him.

Walking on crowded streets, it is inevitable to keep a distance from pedestrians.

After all, Sun Sanye is not a member of the royal family, nor is he an official, so it is impossible to sound the gong to open the way to drive passers-by away, so he can only rely on four entourages to set aside the pedestrians who are blocking the road, so as to let Sun Sanye pass.

The tall and magnificent osmanthus square is visible, and the east side of the restaurant is full of stores from all walks of life. On the side of a shop that sells scissors, there is an old man with pale hair and more than half a hundred years old, who is a knife sharpener in an ancient industry, an industry that looks simple.

A bench, a rectangular whetstone with a stand embedded in it, and a wooden knife clip on the shelf.

"Huh...... Woohoo......"

A large black pair of scissors grinded on the whetstone, and the sound was sharp and piercing, drifting in the wind.

The noisy voices did not affect the sharpener's work in the slightest, he was very focused, and the distractions of the outside world had nothing to do with him. Passers-by in a hurry do not give an insignificant sharpener a second glance.

The street is not as wide as the streets of the inner city, but it is seven or eight zhang wide, and Sun Sanye and his party of five people are gradually approaching from the west.

The four entourages who opened the road in front were like tigers and wolves, pushing the pedestrians blocking the road outward like straws, looking arrogant.

Unfazed, the sharpener carefully sharpened the scissors, oblivious to what was happening on the street.

Along the passage pushed out by the entourage, Sun Sanye passed leisurely.

Suddenly, in the hands of the sharpener, a faint gray shadow flew silently, surpassing the gap among the pedestrians with great precision, and flashed through the air. Without anyone's attention, the Gray Shadow was too small and too fast. Sun Sanye was suddenly stunned, but the speed under his feet did not change, and he was still leisurely taking figure-eight steps.

Ten steps, fifteen steps......

"Uh......"

Sun Sanye suddenly let out a soft snort, and stumbled,

"Third Master?"

The attendant behind said in surprise, grabbed it and hurriedly stretched out his hand to help.

"Ga ......"

Sun Sanye exhaled a long breath, his eyes froze, and he planted forward.

"Oops......"

Three attendants exclaimed.

"The third master is not good! someone is coming!" the entourage who supported Sun Sanye shouted wildly.

Sun Sanye's face gradually changed, showing a dead gray, and there were only whites of his eyes in his pupils, like a fish that had been thrown into the dirt and exposed to the sun for a few days, lifeless.

There was chaos in the streets, and screams and screams rang out. "Huh...... Woohoo......"

The sharpener sat at a small square table, unmoved by the frightened people in the street. The sound of sharpening the knife still sounded unhurriedly.

At the end of the day, a chubby young man in Tsing Yi walked slowly, passed by the sharpener, made a secret gesture, and smiled and went east.

The sharpener shook his head, still concentrating on sharpening the big scissors, and the light in the black and white moos was faintly visible.

During the same period, thousands of miles away Yunmengfu City, Xiaoxiang Ferry.

Many of the official soldiers were in bright robes and armor, and there were many swords and guns, divided into two lines, occupying the only passage to the ferry.

Today, the righteous son of the current Dazai of the DPRK, Lord Guo Yu, the commander of the soldiers and horses of Yunmengfu City, suddenly made a big fortune and decided to take the beautiful autumn to Yunmengze, and everything was simple, and he enjoyed the autumn colors and water with the people.

Three simple boats slowly rowed in the lake, and the small boat in front was full of powerful and powerful soldiers, and the last two were the concubines and maids of Lord Guo. Warblers and swallows, one is more delicate than the other, and one is more beautiful than the other.

Yunmengze is the largest inland lake in Tianlan country, vast, with many fish and shrimp, rich aquatic products, and is also the only naval army in Tianlan country where the White Dragon Army is stationed.

Now it is late autumn, the shore of Yunmengze is overgrown with lotus ling, and there are many waterfowl in the residual lotus. Where the boat goes, a flock of birds compete for flight, causing all the warblers to laugh and scream happily.

Suddenly......

There was a sudden exclamation from the small boat on the left. The two rowing maids accidentally used too much force under the pulp, the boat suddenly fell to the right, and the side of the boat entered the water in an instant, and in the panicked shaking of the warblers, the boat slowly overturned, the bottom of the boat was facing the sky, and the beauty fell into the water.

Seeing this, Guo Yu commanded the guard ship and his own boat to quickly gather in the middle, rushing to save people.

Master Guo Yu is about forty years old, just in the prime of life. Usually like to play with knives and guns, the body is powerful, strong.

Steady the hull with both feet, leaned over and reached out to lift the woman who had fallen into the water to the shore.

One, two, three......

With a copy of his right hand, he grabbed a slender jade hand stretched out from under the side of the boat, lifted it up, and pulled up a plain-clothed woman who was drenched in water.

Although Guo Yu does not know the specific number of his wives and concubines, he has some impression of the appearance of the woman he has.

This woman ...... As soon as doubts arose in her heart, the right hand of the plain-clothed woman had already shot out two thin gray crystals, which sank into Guo Yu's chest like lightning.

"Hey......"

As soon as Guo Yu exhaled halfway, a huge pull pulled him off the boat, and the boat immediately capsized, and the woman in plain clothes also fell into the water, disappearing.

No one saw the changes clearly, and no one paid attention to whether those beautiful girls were their own people, and they didn't know why Lord Guo Yu overturned the boat, in the chaos, the change was too sudden.

There was another great chaos, the guards went into the water to save people, and the soldiers who were on guard on the shore saw this, and they also jumped on the spare boats and hurried to save people. Guo Yu is physically strong and has good water quality, but as soon as he fell into the water today, he was completely silent. As a result, twenty-one women, and twelve drowned.

Guo Yu's body was salvaged from the mud at the bottom of the lake.