Feng Chen carried the blunt sword to the 'Liuyin Pavilion' on the edge of Shadowless Town, but the building was already empty. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info The wooden table and stone bench were covered with dust, and he suddenly remembered that she and the Wushuang girl sneaked into the antique shop may have been aware of it in advance, otherwise it would not have been such a coincidence to wait for you to enter the urn. He immediately rushed to the dilapidated mud house in the northeast corner of the town, and when he came there to ask the old woman what was the matter, he saw a crowd of villagers gathered in front of the house. Dusty pushed the group away and ran into the charred ruins, as if searching for something. I only heard a neighbor next to me say: "This old lady is too pitiful, the fire last night was really big." Another woman with a baby in her arms said: "When I heard that a group of kind Mongolian Tatars came to put out the fire, the old people living here were already charred. Another knight wearing a hat and holding a sword in his hand said, "Who knows what kind of heart this Mongol has." ”

Feng Chen looked at the charred ruins, and suddenly felt a little sad. Now that the only clue was broken, he had to clear his mind again. Suddenly, the mural he had seen in the crypt with the Peerless Girl yesterday flashed through his mind, and he decided to go to the cellar to find out. But when he arrived at the outskirts of the city, he found that yesterday's Mongolian Tatars were surrounded there, and Feng Chen didn't say a word, and pushed away the Mongolian entourage sitting there, and the prince was about to greet him with a smile, but he was touched with a gray face, and the freshly roasted hare in his hand also fell to the ground. The entourage beside the prince said fiercely: "I really think that I am a god, and the prince gives you food is worthy of you!" The prince stopped the open-mouthed entourage and apologized to Feng Chen. Unexpectedly, Feng Chen didn't pay attention to this group of people at all, but instead drew his blunt sword and slashed it on the ground, and the prince leaned over and asked, "I don't know what Gongzi is looking for?" Feng Chen's head was not raised, and he continued to dig on the ground with a blunt sword. But yesterday there was a cellar here, but today it is all gravel and sand. Feng Chen was furious, and grabbed the prince's collar: "You did it, right?" The prince was stunned for a moment, looked at the pit on the ground that was dug out by Feng Chen, and then smiled awkwardly: "That's right, we did it." Feng Dust pushed the prince to his entourage, and the group fell like weeds without roots. Feng Chen drew his sword and put it against the prince's neck: "You also came here for this cave?" The prince replied tremblingly: "I dug a few holes just to catch this hare, hero, and I am also to blame?" Feng Chen felt that he had wronged a good person, and this group of Mongolian Tatars seemed to be unfamiliar with the mural here.

But seeing that this group of people are doing anything in this town, they are indeed a little arrogant. He put away his blunt sword and said in a righteous voice: "Hurry back to your grassland, and you are not allowed to bully the people here again." Prince Uzhumuqin raised his head, tidied up the clothes on his body and said: "Although we Mongolians are now obedient to the Ming Dynasty, there are more than 20 Mongolian guard posts, and the chief of each guard still has his own selfish intentions. To tell you the truth, I came to Shadowless Town this time to get the 'Nine Clouds Map'. Feng Chen glared angrily: "That old woman's death has something to do with you!" The prince raised his sleeves, put his hands behind his back, and walked straight to Feng Chen: "The hero doesn't believe in being a human being, will he do this thing of roosters and dogs?" After thinking about it, the prince had no reason to kill the old woman, so he let the group of people live, and turned around and walked towards the center of Shadowless Town.

When Feng Chen returned to the antique shop, he saw that the door was surrounded by Ming soldiers, Qian Wanguan walked out of the house with a general, Feng Chen jumped up and put the blunt sword on Qian Wanguan's neck: "Where is Wushuang?" Qian Wanguan looked leisurely: "Your worthless broken sword will open the blade first and then take it out." The Ming general, who was standing beside Qian Wanguan, pulled out the sword at his waist, pointed at Feng Chen and said, "Let us go Lord Qian!" Feng Chen smiled: "An antique shop shopkeeper, when did he enter the Ming Dynasty and worship the official? Ridiculous!" Qian Wanguan stretched out two fingers and pushed the blunt sword that Feng Chen was holding against his neck outward: "Hero! Hero! Don't pester my little girl, I finally found a good home for her, and you are still angry?" Feng Chen looked at Ming Jiang and Qian Wanguan blankly: "What?" Qian Wanguan smiled disdainfully and said: " I dare not say that it is flying on the branches and becoming a phoenix, that is also the inexhaustible wealth and glory. Feng Chen seemed to understand something in her heart, since she already had a good home, and it was safe. Naturally, he didn't have to worry, he put away his sword and walked out of the crowd silently. General Ming was just about to step forward to stop Feng Chen, but was stopped by Qian Wanguan: "If this person can serve Sizong in the future, the unification of the Jurchen ministries is just around the corner." General Ming pushed Qian Wanguan, pointed to a dozen carriages behind him and asked, "These are the things our emperor wants?" Qian Wanguan smiled, leaned into the general's ear and said: "The Nine Cloud Diagram is all wrapped in cloth, and almost no one can recognize it." At that time, the general only needs to capture one or two monks and ask them what these Sanskrit words and pictures mean, and then he can unlock the secret of the martial arts. The general said with a serious face: "As a courtier, how can you casually figure out the holy will." Okay, when I go back and report to the emperor, I will naturally be rewarded by you. ”

Feng Chen came to the door of a wine shop, smelled a faint sweet and refreshing fragrance wafting from inside, and couldn't help but stop. Looking into the small wine shop, I watched two peasant women in coarse cloth clothes scoop loose wine from the vat into the small wine jar. Feng Chen was just about to move away when he felt someone behind him gently pat him. Turning his head again, a swarthy thin man stood behind him, and he said, "Big brother, go! Go in and have a drink and rest." Sealing the dust was a little embarrassed, and his hands reached into the cloak. The swarthy and thin man didn't say much, and enthusiastically pulled the seal dust and walked into the wine shop. The two of them sat in a position facing the street, and the swarthy man shouted: "Little sister, take out my brother's thirty-year-old osmanthus incense." I saw that the slightly younger peasant woman stopped what she was doing, went into the inner room and took out a jar, and fell to the wooden table with a loud bang: "Drink and drink, you know how to drink! Since my sister died, you only know how to drink!" Feng Chen was really startled by this sudden warm hospitality, and got up just about to speak. was pressed by this swarthy man again: "Brother, you can drink." I've seen a lot of people coming and going. I think back then, I was ...... anyway" Speaking of this, the swarthy man waved his hand, as if he didn't care. Although Feng Chen was already hungry and thirsty at this time, he had to make a difference in the face of such hospitality.