The portrait of the little beggar was quickly drawn, but there were still some discrepancies in the specific details, but these were irrelevant, the most important thing was to find the child with the treasure in the first place.

Zhuang Bufan is just an insignificant little beggar for the rivers and lakes at this time, just like his previous experience, even if he is frozen to death on the street, no one will come forward to collect his body.

At best, he was dragged to a mass grave by soldiers patrolling the streets and discarded, and then eaten by hungry wild dogs to the point that there were no bones left.

But this is not his fate, because he is not an ordinary little beggar, he is the closed disciple of the Great Ming Chess Saint Duan Heavenly Destiny, the old monster who cultivated against the sky, and the apprentice who taught him, is naturally also a little monster who plagues the world.

Just when a group of people were struggling to find a little beggar, Zhuang Bufan, dressed in brocade clothes and dressed as a young master of a family, was leisurely eating pastries in a tavern.

He naturally knew that those minions of the "Three Holy Alliance" were heading for him, but he didn't care at all, because as long as he changed his appearance slightly, it would be a different look, how could these people see it?

The shopkeeper and the second child in the store were very important to this generous child, because as soon as he stepped in, he rewarded him with a silver ingot. This is not an extravagance, the young master said that he would prepare a private room for him, and no one was allowed to disturb him.

This silver is naturally not given in vain, and the shopkeeper listened to the little young master say that if he does a good job and makes him satisfied, he will reward more. Preparing a private room for distinguished guests is a gesture for the shopkeeper. So he agreed without even thinking about it.

Xiao Er brought a delicious meal as if flattering, and then withdrew respectfully. The door was gently closed. Zhuang Bufan, the former little beggar, looked at his respectful appearance, and actually laughed out loud. He said to himself: "I came to your store yesterday by begging, you still avoided it, and blasted me away with a broom, today I changed into a pair of clothes, and you all treated me with courtesy. ”

After he finished speaking, he picked up a muscle with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth. Chew it with relish. On his right hand side is a wine jar, which is Shaoxing's daughter red, and the longer this wine is stored, the more mellow it becomes.

Although Zhuang Bufan is still young, he knows how to enjoy it very well, he has the attitude of playing the world, he can not only be the beggar that everyone avoids, but also the young master that everyone respects. He lifted the clay from the jar and brought it close to his mouth. He gulped it down.

He burped and took a sip, "It's a good wine, but it's a little spicy, not as sweet as sugar water." ”

For this pity. Zhuang Bufan didn't intend to continue the investigation, he continued to eat, and it didn't take long. Those dishes were eaten by him completely, and he was on a long-term diet. It's a really good appetite these days.

Looking at the pedestrians coming and going on the street, Zhuang Bufan didn't care too much. Most of those people are peddlers and pawns, although there are also some people who pretend to be ordinary people, but Zhuang Bufan can roughly judge their martial arts level just by their body shape and steps.

Of course, there are also many Jinyi guards of the imperial court, these people have also learned a lot more shrewdly, disguised as ordinary people, mixed in with it, and once something happens, they can take action as soon as possible to prevent things from deteriorating further.

Suddenly, a person's figure attracted Zhuang Bufan's attention. It was a very tall figure, a head taller than ordinary men, and a strong body, fatter than a big fat man weighing two hundred pounds.

is such a strong man, he walks at a very fast speed. No one could see his face clearly, for his entire face was shrouded in black robes. It stands to reason that such a costume will inevitably be strictly investigated in Jinling City, where there is a lot of noise and soldiers today, but he can swagger through the market, and it seems that his background is not simple.

Zhuang Bufan watched the figure disappear with interest, and didn't even catch up with him to find out, which was a little inconsistent with his curious character, but now, he really couldn't leave.

"I can't imagine that there is such a strong man in the world, as long as he is still in Jinling City, I will definitely see him. If the thief hadn't come, I wouldn't have missed it. ”

Zhuang Bufan whispered to himself, as if complaining that the old man who was waiting for him was unable to do what he wanted to do. As soon as his words fell, there was a knock on the door outside the room, and the shopkeeper led an old man to push the door open.

"Objective, this old gentleman said that he came to you, but I don't know who you are waiting for?" Xiao Er asked respectfully, Zhuang Bufan nodded, and then threw Xiao Er a piece of broken silver, Xiao Er took the silver, and immediately showed a happy expression, he closed the door casually, let Zhuang Bufan and the old man have a good conversation, and then walked downstairs without disturbing anymore.

The old man's beard had turned gray, but his hair was still as black as ink. His eyes are sharp, bright, and his breath is natural, and he is naturally not an ordinary master with such a bearing.

Zhuang Bufan opened his mouth and said: "I heard rumors in the rivers and lakes, saying that Mr. ranks eighth among the top ten bandits, and has the nickname of 'Captain of Light Cars', you are old at this age, why are you still so noisy, isn't it good to enjoy your old age in peace?"

This is really a very presumptuous remark, but the old man in front of Zhuang Bufan was not angry at all, and said leisurely: "People who have the ability have a great temper, and only those who have no ability will be obedient like a dog and have no personality to say." ”

Zhuang Bufan laughed and said: "Don't misunderstand, sir, the kid doesn't have a temper, but his mouth has always been very cheap, and he always likes to make fun of people. ”

This is not a sycophant, in fact, the arrogant Zhuang Bufan does not disdain to shoot people's horses, he simply appreciates the calmness of the old man in front of him, and praises him with his words. For his words, the heroic characters in front of him are very useful.

The old man opened his mouth and said: "I have heard that the disciple of the Heavenly Mandate of the Chess Saint Duan is a rare wonderful person, I can see it today, I don't want the little brother to be much younger than I imagined, it is really a hero out of a young man, in a few years, we old guys will be completely surpassed by you descendants." ”

Zhuang Bufan smiled indifferently and said, "Mr. said that he was joking, if you don't let the way out, who dares to run in front of you." Today, since you have come in person, it also shows your sincerity. For the sake of prudence, the boy did not bring what you wanted, but waited until you taught me that kind of thing, and then took you to find what you wanted, I wonder what the gentleman thinks?"

The old man replied generously: "The old man naturally trusts the little brother, and the apprentice of the chess saint takes the world as a game, so he naturally does not account for the gains and losses of one city and one pool." ”

Hearing his words, Zhuang Bufan laughed a little embarrassed. (To be continued.) )