After the monk settled in White Horse Town, the vigorous chivalrous spirit that once haunted the whole town was scattered unconsciously.

The ring in the town has not been repaired since it collapsed, and occasionally people meet again to go on stage to compete, and there are few spectators, as if the previous crowd of people was just a dream.

Not only that, every morning, the monk will also be dressed in the morning mist, come to the white horse stone statue in the middle of the town, and recite the scriptures in the middle of nowhere, and the sound will be heard in all directions.

Shu is close to Waran, already influenced by it, coupled with the fame of the Shu Ten Wish Monks in recent years, the local people have a lot of respect for it, and there are many people who believe in Buddhism. The arrival of the monk who is not bitter, for White Horse Town, may be more honored than the extradition station re-elected by the leader of the martial arts alliance.

Therefore, among the people, not only did almost no one feel unhappy about the behavior of the non-bitter monk, which was similar to disturbing the people, but they all got up and freshened up after hearing the Buddha's voice, gathered under the white horse stone statue, and listened to the Buddha's words.

When the people gather to a certain extent, the monk will open the scriptures he carries with him and begin to preach. An old-fashioned Diamond Sutra, he talks about ten pages a day, in simple terms, eloquently, and fascinating.

Of course, there are still people who are disturbed by this Buddha's voice every day.

The red-clothed imp in the blacksmith shop counted as one, and Annan counted as one.

The red-clothed ghost didn't say anything, he didn't know how much trouble he had made to the monk openly and secretly, and once even took the Diamond Sutra beside him directly in front of everyone. However, the monk was not in a mess, and the next day he even directly touched a Buddhist scripture and came out, and looked at the red-clothed imp for a moment.

In this regard, the big man's reaction was very flat: "People are high-ranking monks, how can they be like you, a little bastard who doesn't learn and doesn't know how to do it." ”

The little imp in red was so angry that he couldn't speak.

Annan was not as capable as he was. Although he was a Lan Zhouzi, he had no light work, but after all, this was under the noses of his parents, and besides, light skills alone could not make the bald donkey stop this act of preaching, so he could only wake up early every day in the painful sound of the Buddha that made his eardrums unbearable, and stared at the ceiling with his eyes wide open.

Zhao Wu'an stayed in Whitehorse Town for nearly ten days.

Every day he went to the teahouse to drink tea, picked an inn for lunch, and squatted in front of the blacksmith shop at dusk, watching the people in and out of the town.

Since his disappearance at the market that day, Zeng Qi and the coachman have not been seen in Whitehorse. However, Zhao Wu'an had a hard time believing that they had just left.

The remnants of Luo Yige will appear here, and the Black Cloud Society will definitely be the driving force behind it, not to mention the grand occasion of heroes and heroes from all walks of life gathering in Shudi, in the final analysis, it was single-handedly promoted by the Black Cloud Society.

What exactly is Xie Hui's idea this time, Zhao Wu'an really has no bottom in his heart.

Whether it was in Liuye Villa or Miao Jiang, although he had two head-to-head confrontations with the Black Cloud Society, he failed to touch the foundation of this organization, and even found the only trace of vitality in the absolute disadvantage both times.

On the night of Willow Leaf Villa, Xie Hui intended to Tu Mi, and he had no intention of paying attention to Zhao Wu'an's life or death. Among Miao Jiang, although Zhao Wu'an's life was a foregone conclusion due to Yuwen Guhang's intervention in Xie Hui, the Great Song Dynasty's attack on Miao Jiang was really a thought. If it weren't for Zhao Wu'an's fight for his life, maybe Miao Jiang would have become the next Varan now.

Stayed only two nights at the blacksmith's house. After that, due to the entry of the non-bitter monks, a large number of Jianghu knights set off for Jinguan City in advance, and the inn was vacant a lot, so they moved out. Zhao Wu'an specially carved out a room alone, and kept candles until late at night.

Of course, Zhao Wu'an and the others couldn't ignore the swords and swords in the blacksmith shop that day, but Xiao Shun'er, who popped up such a weather, was also stunned, and the old blacksmith was vague and unwilling to explain in detail.

Compared with the flower-filled scene, the red-clothed imp and the big man who shrank in the corner are naturally not so eye-catching. Although Zhao Wu'an silently wrote it down in his heart, he didn't pay much attention to it.

Ten days later, all the heroes who had appeared in White Horse Town, he probably sorted out a name. One day, when I showed it to everyone in the breakfast room, I was shocked that many people's chopsticks were dropped.

It was too conspicuous to display it in the lobby, so they gathered in a large room for breakfast that day. Rao was like this, and everyone didn't expect that Zhao Wu'an actually took out a large piece of paper that was nearly three feet long and spread it out on the table, with his name written on it.

"I really don't know much about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, most of them are just a few words of hearsay, so I have made up for a while in the past few days. Although it may not be enough, at least these people who entered Shu from White Horse Town, I have more or less written it down. Zhao Wu'an said.

Dailou Duyun lowered her head and squinted her eyes at the lines of names.

"Mostly famous and small factions, as well as a few long-established solo travelers. He commented.

"That's true. I hope to find some clues from these people. Zhao Wuan admitted.

Mrs. An immediately reacted: "Understand the opponent, so as to determine who has the motive to commit the crime-"

"That's right. The person who robbed An Qing could not have entered Shu himself. The most convenient way to enter Shu is to pass through this White Horse Town. The goose has been left behind, no matter what, he will definitely leave clues. Zhao Wu'an said firmly.

Dai Lou Duyun disagreed: "If there is an unknown person who quietly enters this White Horse Town, he does not leave the slightest rumor, or he has left before we arrived." Neither of these, you can't find. ”

"The first kind of person, I can see with my own eyes, he can't go out for days in a row, then I should always be able to see An Qing in this White Horse Town. As for the second option, it is indeed possible, but our speed is not slow, and if he is in a hurry, he should leave a lot of rumors. But along the way, despite my attention, I have not heard of anyone like this. ”

"If he rents a carriage and runs through Whitehorse Town at night, he can hide An Qing. "Dai Lou Duyun Dao," There is another point, he can actually walk directly on the rugged mountain road. It is far from this road to Shu, and the news is difficult to convey, and it can even be used to directly coerce An Qing without the help of a carriage. ”

Thinking that their daughter might be treated like this, An's parents frowned in unison.

Zhao Wu'an stretched out his hand: "Everything you say is possible." But at least, I haven't let go of anyone who has left any traces in Whitehorse Town in the past ten days. At least seventy percent of those who have entered Shu are already on this list. ”

"Then did you get the result?" asked Dai Lou Duyun with a sneer.

Zhao Wu'an was silent for a moment, then reached out and slowly put away the scroll.

The crowd looked at him.

"Nope. ”

"What did you say?"

Duan Taoli was stunned, this didn't seem to be an answer that would come out of Zhao Wu'an's mouth.

"Nope. Zhao Wu'an repeated.

"For ten days, I sorted out the whereabouts of three thousand people in White Horse Town, but I couldn't find any suspicious people.

"Whether it is the motive for the crime or the way of committing the crime, everyone who enters and leaves here has no suspicion. ”

He lifted his eyes and looked around.

Everyone fell silent, looking at each other. The truth is not confusing, and Zhao Wuan is just trying to find a real murderer who captured An Qing.

But the current progress of the investigation is clear at a glance.

Duan Taoli hesitated for a moment: "In other words, there are two situations now......"

"First, the people who kidnapped An Qing used methods we couldn't have imagined, either avoiding the search or simply not passing through Whitehorse Town. Dai Lou Duyun said simply.

Annan answered in a daze: "Second ...... The person who robbed An Qing didn't enter Shu at all?"

"Actually, there is a third scenario, which is the easiest to think of. Zhao Wu'an said, "He used some kind of trick to escape from my eyes. It's very powerful, if it was Wen Chuanyu, he would definitely not be able to do this. ”

Dai Lou Duyun seemed to breathe a sigh of relief: "So, can we be sure that it wasn't that cripple who did it?"

"I didn't believe it would be him from the beginning. Zhao Wu'an shook his head and said word by word, "However, to meet these even the simplest conditions......

Meet Zhao Wu'an and An Qing. Know the relationship between them. Know the entrance to the ancient tomb in the mountain behind Qingdi Township.

Thousands of people entered Shu, but none of them met these three extremely basic conditions.

An Guangmao had to sigh and said: "It's really not a way to wait now, if there is no progress in the investigation...... Just go further and take a look. ”

After Baima Town, and then enter Shu, the next stop is Jinguan City.

Zhao Wu'an bowed his head and said: "That's exactly what I mean." If you continue to stay in White Horse Town, you will gain very little, not to mention that there is an old monk chattering, which is really upsetting. ”

Everyone agreed. Duan Taoli hesitated: "I don't think it's ...... to preach Buddhism."

"That's in your Valan. Dai Lou Duyun said casually.

So everyone reorganized themselves, planning to stay in White Horse Town for the last night, and set off for Shuzhong.

In the afternoon, the snow began to fall outside the house, and it became heavier and heavier near dusk.

The people took their jobs early and went back to their houses. In the blacksmith shop where Zhao Wu'an and the others had been harassing all night, a full three columns of weapon racks had now been removed.

The little ghost in red huddled on the edge of a boiler with a stupid big man with a disgusted face, leaning against each other and falling asleep.

Xiao Shun'er sat against the wall, a broken candle burned beside him, reflecting the broken sword in his hand.

He stared at the sword in amazement, and the master sat a few steps away, adding wine and drinking slowly.

When approaching Zishi, someone put on a coat and hat and knocked on the door of the inn where Zhao Wuan and the others lived.

After only one knock, Hu Buxi came and opened the door a crack in the wind and snow.

When it's almost ugly.

Two miles outside the town, a majestic sword roar suddenly sounded.

Zhao Wu'an woke up from his dream and immediately recognized that it was the sound of the sword of the sword that Nie Xinglu had used.

The next morning, at dawn, someone found the bodies of Zeng Qi and the coachman by the archway in Baima Town.

Both of them had their chests pierced by great swords, and snow fell all over their bodies.