The team led by Ji Changan has been delayed for two days, and is ready to leave tomorrow morning.

The local county magistrate has long been afraid of sleepless days and nights because such a major event has happened in the jurisdiction.

Finally, after stuffing a lot of gold and silver, Ji Changan generously said that he would not pursue the matter anymore.

The county magistrate can get a good night's sleep, but Chen Asan, who is alone in the county jail, can't sleep.

Now he is in a prison, his hands and feet are handcuffed, and a few bits of starlight shine shine from the high prison window, reflecting on Chen Asan's decisive eyes.

I don't know what Chen Asan was thinking at this moment, but suddenly his ears moved, and it turned out that the prison door was opened.

Chen Asan was very surprised, why didn't he notice someone coming in until the cell door was opened?

And the person who walked in through the cell door surprised Chen Asan even more.

It was a tall young man, dressed in black, with a black coat and a black coat, and he looked very ......

Chen Asan didn't know what words to use. In short, he knew that this young man was different from him.

One is like a god on top, and the other is an ant struggling in the dust.

In particular, the figure of the young man cutting off the iron flagpole with a sword is still firmly engraved in Chen Asan's mind.

That's right, it was none other than Fang Zhongjin who suddenly came to the prison.

He stepped into the prison door step by step, and said to Chen Asan who was lying on the broken straw mat: "Do you have a grudge against Jinyiwei in your heart?"

Chen Asan was taken aback by this question, and then turned his head and stubbornly said nothing.

Fang Zhongjin continued: "You actually still hate it in your heart. Although I don't know what your relationship is with the child who threw himself into the river. But since you want to kill everyone in Jinyiwei, this hatred in your heart must be extremely deep!"

Chen Asan's throat rolled, still tilting his head and not looking at him.

In fact, Chen Asan is honest and kind, and he is a blacksmith in the village.

Because of his large measure, the villagers always like to take advantage of him when they ask him to make iron tools.

Chen Asan also smiled and disagreed.

Chen Asan, whose parents died early, only two of them treated him sincerely. One is the old village chief, and the other is the little trick leap baby of the neighboring village.

Runwa is only ten years old, and like Chen Asan, her parents died early and she lives at her uncle and aunt's house.

The aunt is mean, and she often beats and scolds the leap baby and gets angry.

And that day, the young leap baby found that the dozen or so geese she was rushing to the ground were gone.

He didn't dare to tell his family, and he couldn't find it after a whole day of searching. Until the sun set, Runwa, who did not dare to face her aunt, committed suicide by throwing herself into the river in despair, ending his young life.

When Chen Asan heard the news, this honest man who has always been good-tempered was also angry.

People say that when the husband is angry, he will bleed three feet.

Chen Asan is not a simple reckless man in the countryside, he has the ancestral ability to strike iron and make traps.

Although Chen Asan usually doesn't like to talk very much, he is treated as a fool by the villagers. In fact, his craft is excellent and extremely talented.

Chen Asan had long heard that troops from Beijing had recently come out to steal the chickens and ducks of the villagers.

The county had already sent people out to warn their neighbors that no matter what the old men from the capital took, they were all trying to have a wild interest.

Whoever they eat is blessed, and they must not catch people and chase them as they did in the past.

Besides, even if they want to chase and fight, how can these villagers beat the well-trained Jinyi guards?

Chen Asan made a living by beating iron and did not raise any chickens and ducks. He had heard it and had not taken it to heart.

It wasn't until he learned that Runwa was dead and saw Zi Sang's corpse that he felt like a knife.

Chen Asan did not marry a wife, and loved the leap baby as his own child.

Now the grief and indignation in his heart are no different from the loss of his beloved son.

At this time, the first thing Chen Asan thought of was that the Jinyi Guard stole people's chickens and ducks! So he threw all his anger on this Jinyi Guard team.

even made such a move as "burning the company camp".

Fang Zhongjin saw that Chen Asan was almost depressed in his heart, so he continued: "Actually, you know in your own heart that it is not Jinyiwei who harms people, but the child's relatives. Yes and no?"

Chen Asan lowered his head and was silent.

Fang Zhongjin asked again: "Even if you can't let go of your hatred for Jinyiwei, you won't have a chance to do it again." We're going to pull it out tomorrow."

Chen Asan suddenly said coldly: "Thank you for reminding me." ”

Fang Zhongjin asked again: "Your status is low to the dust, and it is good to be judged by someone who decides life and death with a word?"

Chen Asan looked at Fang Zhongjin with resentment, what this person said turned out to be a word that pierced Chen Asan's heart and lungs.

Then Fang Zhongjin's sleeves flicked, and an iron plate fell to the ground with a "clang".

Chen Asan looked at the iron card in disbelief, it was the iron card that the old villager had taken out to save his life.

Even if this thing is not put back in his own home, he should stay with the village chief.

How did it end up in the hands of this person?

In fact, it was too easy for Fang Zhongjin to get the iron card.

He didn't explain much, and suddenly pulled out a long sword from his waist and slashed at the iron card.

There was a crisp sound, and the iron card was cut into two pieces in response.

The fracture is as neat as cutting tofu, and it is completely lost from the firmness of the day.

At this moment, a look of surprise finally appeared on Chen Asan's face.

Fang Zhongjin said lightly: "This death-free iron card is a good imitation. Ordinary swords are indeed difficult to cut. But Fan Iron can't do it after all.

In order to swing a sword to slash your iron card, I have put a lot of effort into it. ”

What Fang Zhongjin said is indeed right. When he slashed the iron flagpole with his first sword, he had already left a deep impression on everyone's hearts.

The second sword slashed at the iron plate, the same momentum, but the power was controlled to the extreme.

When the sword smashes on the iron plate, it only smashes a small gap and dissolves all its own strength.

In this way, of course, everyone thought that this iron plate, which was intact under the heavy blow, was made of genuine black iron, and no one doubted it anymore.

Fang Zhongjin continued: "You see, I once died all over the house because of someone else's words. Now I can save your life with a single thought, and I can kill you on the spot with a single thought.

That's because I have the power that ordinary people don't have. Do you want this power?"

Chen Asan looked at Fang Zhongjin in astonishment, he was completely stunned and didn't know what to say.

Fang Zhongjin said again: "You actually have your strength. Well, how about following me?

If you follow me, the day you become a strongman, if you still want to seek revenge on the Jinyi Guard, maybe you will succeed. ”

No matter how wildly Chen Asan's brain turned, he couldn't understand what the young man was going to say for a while.

Then Fang Zhongjin laughed again and said, "Of course, before you become stronger than me, I won't let you have a chance to succeed." ”