In the past few days, one after another, a large number of people from the rivers and lakes have poured into Fuguang City. On the main roads in the city, from time to time, you can see groups of three or five, talking to each other and muttering something in a low voice. In the corner of the restaurant, there are always a few figures who open their ears to listen to all kinds of information, and when they hear the word treasure, their eyes are bright.

"Come on, take a look, the latest sketched map of the Central Forbidden Land, ten taels of silver, treasure born, treasure born, there is a picture and the truth, buy a map, save endless troubles. Ten taels of silver a piece, ten taels of silver a piece. ”

In the afternoon of August, Fuguang City is slightly hot, because it is close to Yishui, the slightly cool water vapor blows in the wind, and the whole Fuguang City is slightly drunk, which is a good time to rest.

On the square in the city, a few children came out of nowhere, each carrying a stack of cloth square handkerchiefs, on which some terrain and landscapes were faintly drawn.

Several people were peddling separately to the streets, and the immature voices were particularly harsh in this quiet and slightly drunk afternoon.

Words related to treasures have always been particularly easy to attract attention these days. This way of selling has awakened many people's noon dreams.

"Hey, kid, what map are you selling?" a big man with a black face rushed out first.

"Come on, take a look, a brief map of the central forbidden land, the treasure is born, there is a picture and the truth. Boss, the map of the central forbidden land, the treasure map, you want a copy? ten taels of silver. The little boy slipped through the tongue and said a string of things.

Dahan took out a silver fruit from his arms, touched about ten taels of silver, and threw it over. The child copied it with one hand, skillfully took it, put it in his arms, and handed over a piece of cloth to him.

The big man took the picture, didn't speak, and hurriedly walked inside.

The little boy was a little excited when he got into business, and he shouted loudly:

"Come on, take a look, the map of the central forbidden land, the treasure map, ten taels of silver a ......"

The boy walked around the residential area and towards the restaurant, all the way, swaggering with a map in his hand.

"Little brother, is your map reliable?" one person first paid for a copy, and then asked as he looked at it.

"Boss, absolutely reliable, don't worry, look at your dress, come from other places, the central forbidden land is so big, close to the Fuguang City, you are not familiar with it, buy a map, ten taels of silver, not much money, give you a guide." Moreover, several dangerous places on this map are marked in red, treasures, and they are naturally dangerous places, so know in advance, and be prepared, don't you say?" said the boy smartly.

"Makes sense, makes sense. There were a lot of people in the restaurant, and there were a few people around, and they all nodded secretly. "Then we'll have a copy too. "People are paying for it.

As he was talking, a big man with a black face chased after him. "Little brother, little brother, how much map is left? After saying that, he took out a golden cake from his bosom and stuffed it. Changing hands, holding all the maps in the child's hand, he wanted to leave.

"Hey, man, what's the matter with you? We've booked all of these maps. What do you mean by that?" One of them, a young man in a sword shirt, slapped his hand on the table, stood up with a thud, and shouted.

"What's the matter, I've paid all the money, this is mine, do you have any opinions? No one can fault it. If you have the ability, why did you go earlier? Don't pee on yourself either, what kind of virtue..."The black-faced man is not good-tempered, and he has a mocking face. A "I just look down on you, what are you doing" expression.

The little boy took the golden cake, and he didn't care much about it, anyway, whoever gave the money was the same, and it seemed that he was going to quarrel, and if he didn't do anything else, he ran away.

The crowd is gone: what if this map is gone? This is a treasure map. A picture in hand, I have it all over the world. With a diagram, it is convenient to find treasures. If I can get to the top of the list, the treasure might be mine...

As soon as they thought of this, everyone's hearts were hot, and the hands holding the weapons couldn't help but tighten.

Glancing at everyone's expressions, the black-faced man took a bag of the remaining maps, put them in his arms, and teased: "What's the matter? Everything is mine, do you still want to grab it?"

This sentence lit the fire jar, "I not only want to rob, but I also want to teach you a lesson, so that you can know what it means to have a heaven outside the sky and someone outside the world." “

Ignored twice, the man who spoke before was furious, and with a bang, he drew his sword out of the sheath and stabbed directly.

From his table across the aisle, only four or five meters away from the road outside, the man hit the ground with one foot in the middle, and the man rushed out like an arrow. In an instant, the cold light hit his face, and it was clear that he wanted to kill this person.

The black-faced man frowned, his eyes froze, he took a step back, stared at the person who came.

Seeing that there was only a distance of three or four feet, the black-faced man did not move, and everyone looked at it with slightly squinted eyes, could it really be that blood was splashed on the spot?

"Hey!" the black-faced man took a deep breath and let out a loud shout. There was a thunder on the ground, which shook people's eardrums in severe pain. The crowd lost their minds for a while.

At that moment of distraction, I saw the black-faced man take a step forward, sideways to let go of the sharp sword stabbed in front, one shoulder to carry the force, one shoulder to lean, and directly slapped on the face of the comer.

This type of close leaning, the momentum is heavy, only the person who hit flies three feet away, "clank", the long sword falls, the person has not yet landed, a mouthful of blood spurts out, and the person is unconscious on the spot.

"It's over, this face is finished. The people were full of compassion, but they did not come forward.

"Senior brother, junior brother?" The person at the table was especially drinking, and he didn't finish a sip of wine, and as soon as he clashed here, he saw the difference in an instant. No one expected this man to lose so quickly.

"Your Excellency, who is your sect and what is your name? Why is it so rampant? ”

The man was halfway through drinking, and when he saw his junior brother fall to the ground and vomit blood, he was in a hurry, choked on a mouthful, and his face turned red. At the moment, he couldn't care so much, he ran to his junior brother, glanced at it, and found that it didn't hurt his muscles and bones, but his face was immature, and with a blow, blood spurted from his nostrils. As if he was like this, he was also furious in his heart, and he got up and rebuked angrily.

The black-faced man glanced at him and said disdainfully: "If you hit the small one, a big one will come out, and if you hit the big one, will it come out of the old one?" Ladies and gentlemen, I advise you to start quickly, there may be a few remaining ...... in the other streets."

Everyone was moved when they heard this, and a few of them were already ready to move. The hand is fast, but the hand is slow.

The senior brother saw that no one spoke for him, and the other party was strong in force, so I am afraid that he was not an opponent. At the moment, he stiffened his neck, and shouted angrily: "You wicked person, you have the courage to report your name, justice is in the hearts of the people, this matter is not over, let's see." “

The black-faced man shook his head, ignored it, and went away with a few flashes. The senior brother who was left here was a little embarrassed, hugged the junior brother, and returned to the restaurant in a gloomy manner.

Everyone saw that there was no excitement to see, and the matter of the remaining maps was still more important, and at that moment, everyone clenched their fists and confessed, and searched in several other directions.

This black-faced man is none other than Chen Xuanhu of Chenjiazhuang.

That day, he talked with Tianji Pavilion Tianyi, Shen Cangyun and his party for a long time, and then Chen Xinghong sent a book back to Chenjiazhuang in the starry night, explaining the current situation, and asked Chen Xuanfei to consider it as appropriate.

Chen Xuanfei thought about it for a long time, this martial arts conference and the treasure were born in the same place, and the attraction of the treasure was naturally greater. Especially when even the south gate of Tianji Pavilion walked enthusiastically about this matter, the treasure must be extraordinary. In the hearts of all major sects, there is a scale to measure.

The martial arts conference is for the name, and the treasure is a real benefit. The hustle and bustle of the world is for profit, and the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit. Chen Xuanfei didn't dare to guarantee that the previous private alliance agreement would still be effective in the face of huge interests, but even so, the original intention of everyone to get together and hold a martial arts conference would be achieved.

Pacing back and forth, Chen Xuanfei's brows tightened. The trade-off is a big question. Now that there is a shortage of manpower in the village, will there be any accidents if we take out manpower to go and grab the treasure? The breaking of the village has already caused the reputation of Chenjiazhuang to plummet, and if we do it again, I am afraid that the family will be ruined.

After receiving news from all over the world, both good and evil factions sent people to Fuguang City one after another. Suddenly, Fuguang City became a bright spot in the hearts of the entire Jianghu people. After the last, Chen Xuanfei still decided to send his younger brother Chen Xuanhu to lead a few Zhuang Ding to come. In this way, Chen Jiazhuang's strength in Fuguang City can be regarded as top-notch.

Chen Xuanhu took the map into it at that time, and after Chen Luoyun looked at it, he felt that the terrain was basically correct. Chen Xinghong felt that it would be better to prepare a few more copies for the newcomer. It was Chen Xuanhu who rushed out of the city to buy all the remaining maps and came back.

Although there was a fight halfway, Chen Xuanhu didn't kill him, so he didn't take it to heart.

Not to mention here, in a room in the City Lord's Mansion, a young man is proudly counting the golden cakes in his hand at the moment.

"This trip is a big profit, I'm afraid it won't be less than ten ingots of gold. He bit the gold cake, but his heart was thinking about how to continue to expand sales tomorrow, now there are so many people from outside the rivers and lakes, a random layout drawing, sell for ten taels, except for the tips for a few children at will, it is only a finger, but dozens of times the profit.

"Come on, call a few more subordinates to come over, work overtime tonight, draw more maps, I need it tomorrow morning." Thinking of the excitement, he cried out loudly.

"Yes, yes, Childe, the little one immediately ordered to do it. But....but... How many copies do you need?" The little guy who pushed the door in nodded in agreement, and his mouth was submissive.

"You're such a fool, didn't you hear Ben Gongzi say that you want to draw more. Draw as much as you can, do you understand? That's how many as you want. You're stupid,, don't go yet. The boy kicked the little guy's buttocks, only kicking the person and rolling over, and the little guy didn't dare to say more, and the fart went to the bottom of the ball.

In the room, he muttered alone and pinched his fingers and calculated: "Ten ingots a day, a hundred ingots for ten days, the treasure doesn't know when the road will come out, and if I earn a few hundred ingots, I can go and buy a high-quality self-defense magic weapon for the little princess of the Zhong family, preferably a hairpin, or a headband? Well, I have to find someone to inquire about this....if I can get her....hehehe, this son is not the one who suffers..."

Thinking of the little princess of the Zhong family, her skin that can be broken by blowing bullets, and the beauty of the country's natural fragrance, if she can be happy, she will kiss Fangze... It was really ....... thought of the smugness, and he couldn't help but laugh.