Chapter 39: Sword on the Knee

From the night when Dongfang Lianmo stayed in the Tianxian Residence, some strange things also appeared on the streets of Jinguan City.

The abandoned wells of the public houses and the stout banyan trees at the entrance of the street were pasted with rice water on yellow paper with words and portraits, and they shook in the cold wind.

The paper is painted with a delicate and beautiful girl, and there is a small portrait of a man next to it, even if you are illiterate, you can probably guess that it is a notice of missing people.

"When did you draw this?"

On the first floor of the inn, Duan Taoli was shocked by the pile of paper in Zhao Wu'an's hand.

Dai Lou Duyun sighed angrily, "Of course it's printing!

"Although I don't, I know it!, but Zhao Jushi didn't have time to print so much paper along the way!" Duan Taoli shouted.

Zhao Wu'an smiled: "It is true that most of them are painted by themselves. Some of the rest are done by Nan Zhan, and I have to thank her. ”

"Oh, Zhu Nanzhan, she's really peculiar. "Dailou Duyun Dao," the dynasty's Qi Viewer is actually willing to gallop thousands of miles for Qiao Xi, and after arriving in Jinguan City, he has not seen anyone all day long, and he is still free to help you draw these things. ”

"She has a lot to do, at least the ten monks of Shudi, it is estimated that they all have to visit one by one. Zhao Wu'an buried himself in sorting out the paper in his hand.

The missing person notices scattered around the city clearly painted An Qing's portrait, and also attached his name and surname and the inn where he stayed. Although the method is simple, it can quickly inform the whole city that someone is looking for such a girl.

"Although I'm not optimistic about this method of almost waiting for the rabbit, it is indeed very efficient, at least now, half of the city knows what An Qing looks like. ”

It's rare to hear a praise from Dailou Duyun. Zhao Wu'an bowed his head and said, "That's true." ”

"So what are you going to do next? Are you really just waiting for news in the inn?"

Duan Taoli also secretly felt that this method was not very good, and bit his lip to look at Zhao Wu'an.

Zhao Wu'an pressed the remaining notice under the lamp and candle, and said: "Continue to paste it tomorrow, and after using up the rice milk you bought, the remaining paper will be stuffed into the hands of the people queuing at the gate of Tianxian Residence." ”

Dai Lou Duyun couldn't help but laugh. Duan Taoli suddenly nodded in understanding.

It was already dark, and the three of them were about to go separately to rest, but Hu Buxi's voice came from downstairs: "Boss!

So fast? Even Zhao Wu'an couldn't believe his ears.

The three of them hurriedly rushed down the stairs, but the An family and his wife had already arrived downstairs one step earlier.

Hu Buxi was standing at the table with his waist bent, holding half a bucket of rice milk that had not yet been brushed, and a man in Tsing Yi sat next to him with low eyebrows.

A large crowd of people rushed to the table, and the noise that made it obviously frightened the man in green clothes a lot, and he sat up straight and opened his eyes.

The number was relative, and the eyes of the people who came flashed with spiritual light, but everyone who hurried downstairs was stunned in place.

I don't know who spitted, and the people who were still engrossed immediately dispersed.

"I'm so unwelcome?" Su Qinghe pitifully held his affectionate sword.

Hu Buxi coughed twice: "Blame you for coming at the wrong time." Boss, I also said the wrong thing just now, it was about the news that happened in Qingdi Township after An Wazi was robbed, and Governor Su brought us a message. ”

"Yo, I've really been promoted to governor, congratulations. Zhao Wu'an made a move.

Su Qinghe returned the salute, and respectfully bowed to several elders and people who had met for the first time.

Of course, An Guangmao and his wife didn't have any opinions about Su Qinghe, but they thought they could know their daughter's whereabouts, so they hurried downstairs, but they only saw Su Qinghe, who was later than them from Qingdi Township, and they were quite disappointed. For this junior, who is much more noble than himself according to his identity, An Guangmao still appreciates it.

"Then what news did you bring?" Zhao Wu'an got straight to the point.

"After learning that An Qing was robbed and you were forced to enter Shu, I quickly took the time to go back to Qingdi Township. What happened next is not complicated, it is nothing more than two points. Su Qinghe said, "One is that after you left, the An family was invaded by several unknown sources, but there was no loss of goods, I guess, they were looking for people, not things, and the other is that on the day I first arrived, I met Wen Chuanyu in the back mountain." ”

The two pieces of news were tantamount to two poisonous mist, which exploded with a bang, making the doubts in people's hearts a little deeper.

"This ...... What does that mean?" asked Annan with difficulty.

"The first point means that in addition to the person who has kidnapped An Qing now, there are other people who are also having the same idea. Zhao Wu'an said neatly, "The second point is that the murderer who robbed An Qing was definitely not Wen Chuanyu, who set off after us. ”

"Exactly. Su Qinghe nodded.

Annan sighed deeply.

Su Qinghe said: "I rushed to Shu this time, I was in a hurry to ask for more than ten days of leave with my superiors, and then for seven consecutive New Year's Festivals, I should be able to go back after the election of the leader of the alliance." An Qing's matter, I am an official in the court after all, and I can help you a little bit in Jinguan City. ”

Zhao Wuan said with relief: "Thank you." ”

"There's nothing to thank...... Su Qinghe hesitated for a moment, "Thank you for your hard work." ”

Zhao Wu'an smiled faintly and didn't say much.

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"What are you looking at? If you should patrol the streets, you can walk the streets, and you can finally get in, but don't be kicked out again." ”

The red-clothed imp holding a wooden stick admonished.

Beside him, Xiao Shun'er, who was also holding a wooden stick in his hand and wearing worn cloth armor, was staring at a notice on the wall.

"I think I've seen this guy. He held out his finger and pointed to the small portrait of the man.

The little ghost in red came over, looked at it seriously, and said impatiently: "Draw the woman's appearance so clearly and obviously, the person you want to find is obviously this girl, this man is not lost, we have seen it in the city, what is so strange." ”

Xiao Shun'er groaned and shook her head: "Not in the city." ”

The dusty memories slowly retrace to the twilight of the day when the monk arrived in the town before leaving White Horse Town.

Xiao Shun'er suddenly realized.

"Hey, you two, what are you doing!" the captain of the escort team walked over holding Changge.

"Hey, let's go. The red-clothed imp hurriedly pulled him, "Come on, come here!"

Li Shun, who figured it out, was not stubborn, and let him drag it away, but his thoughts still stayed on the wall for a while.

Did the man in white who had borrowed in the blacksmith shop that night also come to Jinguan City? At first, they seemed to be running for the general election of the leader of the martial arts alliance, but at that time, it seemed that they had not seen this woman who was delicately portrayed.

Could it be that the election is just a cover, and the real reason why those people entered Shu is to find this missing girl?

Such a thought flashed through Xiao Shun'er's heart.

Anyway, it's someone who has nothing to do with him. He shook his head slightly, shook off these chaotic thoughts, and it was better to worry about his own affairs for now.

The escort team spontaneously formed under the command of Dongfang Lian Mo began to patrol the city in shifts day and night from the second day he entered the city.

These guards, composed of Tang disciples and Jianghu people, borrowed weapons and clothing from the soldiers who originally defended the city, divided them according to the streets and hours, and formulated a strict schedule.

The Taishou of Jinguan City is long gone. When he heard the news that the city was about to hold a general election for the leader of the alliance, he packed up his gold and silver and ran to Hanzhong with his family. In today's Jinguan City, there is only one inspector left to handle the daily affairs, and the major matters are decided by him after consulting with the ten wish monks of Shu and several family heads. Therefore, the formation of such an escort team also quickly obtained the consent and cooperation of the government.

Shu is different from Zhongzhou, and there are almost eight or nine out of ten people who believe in Buddhism, most of which are the ten monks of Shu and their predecessors after several years of education, with a very high prestige and a respected status in Shu. Since the debate the year before last, it has become even more famous, so in the current general election of the leader of the martial arts alliance, the Black Cloud Society proposed that they be judged, which is quite convincing to the people of the rivers and lakes.

Although this re-election is indeed due to the number of years, the Black Cloud Society has widely issued invitations and the world's heroes have responded, but it has to be said to be a manifestation of the indifference of the East. In this case, although the hundred schools of thought are still subservient to the current alliance leader on the surface, it is difficult to know the actions behind it.

The establishment of such an escort team on the eve of the re-election is indeed a rather eye-catching move, and it has announced at least one thing to everyone: Dongfang Lianmo has not yet withdrawn from this river and lake.

Across the street from Tianxian Ju, in the backyard of an inn called Lanxiangju, Nie Baishuang, who is the current head of the Nie family and the only master of the first grade, is sitting cross-legged by the pond under the escort of a circle of Nie family children.

He had the two-palm-wide drink on his lap, his eyes closed, and his true qi was surging.

There was a sound of footsteps behind him, and the disciples of the Nie family beside him quickly showed their sheaths in the knife: "Who is coming!"

Nie Baishuang's heart moved, and he ordered: "Stand down." ”

"Yes. ”

There was another neat sound of knife retraction.

"Hey, Nie family master, what a big battle. The visitor unfolded the folding fan and sighed with a smile.

Nie Baishuang still closed his eyes and recuperated, and his lips moved.

"Since twenty years ago, you have had the intention of joining forces with me, and you still do not intend to give up to this day. Is it accurate that my Nie family will lose two generals in a row, and fall to the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance that cannot compete today?"

"Even if Kong Ming is reincarnated, he can't be so accurate, Nie family master. Yuwen said with a smile.

Nie Baishuang opened his eyes.

The eyes are like deep pools, calm and waveless.

"Even so, I won't give up. Nie Baishuang said.

"The general trend of the world has completely tilted in favor of the dispute between the two giants, what kind of ability do you have to turn the clouds and rain?" Yuwen asked alone.

Nie Baishuang slowly and firmly clenched the sword on his knee.

"There is nothing else in the body, only this sword. ”