Chapter 277: Chapter 277: Tool Man Zhong Li

Chapter 277: Chapter 277: Tool Man Zhong LiIt was not easy for Master Liu and others. After Miss Rongrong was taken away, the young knights and female knights led by Master Liu immediately returned to the inn and told the elders who were traveling with them about the whole story.

After discussing with each other, the elders did not immediately rush to the night watchman's office to ask for the person, but mobilized their own connections and went to the officialdom first.

When they learned that she was taken away by the night watchman, those "connections" with high status in the capital were embarrassed, but under the heavy money, they reluctantly agreed.

But when they knew that the night watchman who arrested people was called Xu Qian'an, their faces changed drastically and they shouted: It can't be done!

They wasted an afternoon here, and the next day they went to the night watchman's office with gritted teeth, hoping that the notorious silver gong would show mercy.

Miss Rongrong's master, the soul-stirring hand, was a middle-aged beautiful woman with a mellow face and quite amorous. I think she was also a beautiful woman with a charming look when she was young.

She was full of worries, knowing the morals of men in the world. After one night, she didn't know what torture Rongrong had suffered...

Losing her virginity was still good, but she was afraid that it was a greedy man who locked her up in a deep house as a plaything, which was a tragedy for women.

Mr. Liu's master was a calm middle-aged swordsman, with deep nasolabial folds and a bright and spiritual look.

The two elders looked at each other, and saw worry and helplessness in each other's eyes. In the night watchman's office where there were many masters, even the unruly warriors could restrain their temper and shrink their claws.

After two quarters of an hour of anxiety, a young man wearing a silver gong uniform and a unique saber hanging on his waist stepped through the threshold and came to the side hall. "Who is Miss Rongrong's master?" Xu Qian'an glanced at the crowd and spoke first.

The beautiful middle-aged woman stood up and bowed, saying, "I am the old man."

Auntie is too modest. With this figure and appearance, how could it be me... Xu Qian'an nodded and said, "I have already found out the truth. It was not Miss Rongrong who stole my magic weapon, but the Thousand-Faced Female Thief Ge Xiaojing.

"Now the criminal has been arrested, Miss Rongrong, you can take her away."

Hearing this, the two elders felt relieved, and the young and female knights who came with them were also very surprised.

However, compared with the experienced elders, they were simple-minded. The two elders no longer had any luck in their hearts. Rongrong might have...

But it was rare for the other party to let her go after a night of romance, so they could only blame themselves for their bad luck.

"Thank you, sir!"

The middle-aged beautiful woman said gratefully.

As she spoke, Miss Rongrong entered the side hall under the guidance of the clerk.

She was very stable and called "Master" in surprise. She did not cry for joy, nor did she cry or make a scene.

The middle-aged beautiful woman saw it, but remained calm and said, "It's okay. This lord is very perceptive and has not wronged you."

Rongrong bowed and said, "Thank you, Lord Xu."

The middle-aged swordsman coughed and clasped his fists and said, "Then, we won't stay any longer."

After that, a stack of silver bills slipped out of his sleeves and placed on the coffee table.

"Take the silver bills away." Xu Qian'an said lightly.

He didn't feel comfortable taking it. After all, the Soul-Stirring Rongrong did not make trouble or steal. It was just a misunderstanding.

The middle-aged swordsman couldn't believe it. He looked at Xu Qian'an in surprise and clasped his fists again: "Thank you, Lord."

The gang of wuxia heroes left immediately. As soon as they stepped out of the side hall, they heard Xu Qi'an say behind them: "Wait!"

The middle-aged swordsman paused, feeling a little disdainful and relieved. There is no official who doesn't love money.

He turned around and took out the banknote from his sleeve, intending to hand it over again, but he saw Xu Qi'an spreading a piece of rice paper on the table and writing a book.

After writing, he dipped his thumb in ink and pressed a handprint.

Everyone looked at him in confusion, not knowing what he was going to do.

"I don't like to owe others things. Yesterday I killed this kid with a magic weapon. Take this IOU and go to the Sitianjian to find Song Qing. He will compensate me with a magic weapon. "Xu Qian'an shook his wrist, and the rice paper flew to the middle-aged swordsman.

The middle-aged swordsman took it and said goodbye.

The group left the night watchman's office. The beautiful woman held Rongrong's hand without saying anything. However, a young man finally came to his senses and asked with

some concern:

"Rongrong, did he, did he bully you last night?"

The young men were stunned at first, and then they reacted and stared at Rongrong.

The middle-aged swordsman scolded: "What nonsense."

Although he and the beautiful woman had expected Rongrong to lose her virginity, they had deliberately not mentioned it. Although they were children of the rivers and lakes, their reputation was equally important.

"He didn't do anything to me. I stayed alone in the night watchman's room for a night." Rongrong shook her head and explained, "It's just that the quilt is a little smelly."

After a night, she was no longer as worried as she was at the beginning, knowing that Yinluo was a gentleman.

Since the topic was brought up, the beautiful woman no longer hid it and asked suspiciously: "If he didn't bully you, why did he arrest you?"

"Mr. Xu's treasure was indeed stolen. The one who stole his treasure was Ge Xiaojing. The reason why he arrested me to the yamen was because Ge Xiaojing disguised herself as me to commit the crime, so there was this misunderstanding." Rongrong said.

This is reasonable...

The beautiful woman frowned and said: "Why did Ge Xiaojing disguise herself as you?"

Rongrong said hatefully: "The day before yesterday, I was drinking in the restaurant with Brother Liu and others, and I mentioned her by name. The Thousand-Faced Female Thief is a low-class person in the underworld, specializing in petty thefts. How can she be compared

with me?

"I guess those words got to her ears, so she disguised herself as me, stole things, and took the opportunity to take revenge."

"That's what happened." Mr. Liu and others nodded.

Then the thread of the matter is very clear. The silver gong is also a victim. The arrest of Rongrong is a complete misunderstanding, and it is definitely not a lustful person who abuses

his power.

The young knights breathed a sigh of relief.

The middle-aged swordsman nodded and said, "I handed him the banknote just now, but he didn't take it. It's good that he is young and energetic, and he still has righteousness in his heart."

His tone was full of praise.

Master Liu thought for a moment and said, "Then, Master... about the magic weapon." The middle-aged swordsman glanced at his disciple, shook his head and laughed, "In the capital, the Si Tian Jian ranks above the night watchman. Although Yin Luo's status is not low, it is a fantasy to ask the Si Tian Jian to send a magic weapon with just a piece of paper." Master Liu couldn't hide his disappointment: "Then he still..."

The middle-aged swordsman laughed and said, "Young people are all face-saving, we don't

have to take it seriously."

The middle-aged beautiful woman turned her eyes and suggested, "Since you have nothing to do, just go to the Si Tian Jian and take the children to see the tallest building in Dafeng."

"Okay."

Xu Qian'an came out of the dungeon holding a yellowed ancient book in his hand. He had just interrogated Ge Xiaojing and asked her about the secret of the "hiding the sky and the sea"

technique.

"This female thief is a talent. Let's keep her first. She will definitely be useful in the future. Haha, you stole my magic weapon. I will not only fleece you, but also make you work like a cow and a horse in the future. Of course, I will let you eat grass." Chunfeng Hall is still under construction, and his hall is also under renovation. At present, it belongs to Yinluo without an office, so he can only go to Jinyu Hall in Minshan to get some.

He came to the side hall and asked the clerk to bring hot tea. He opened the yellowed ancient book and read it with relish.

The thief's door... Oh no, the disguise of the thief's door is really magical. Unlike ordinary disguise, it is not to make a lifelike human skin mask.

Instead, it directly changes the appearance. The method is to make a special potion and apply

it on the face for half an incense stick of time, so that the flesh and blood on the face will become hot and "melt". Then cooperate with the unique Qi-moving method to change the

facial features.

The effect lasts for twelve hours.

Of course, it can also be restored actively.

Warriors at the Bronze Skin and Iron Bones level need three times as much potion, and the soaking time for the face is extended by a quarter of an hour. There is no way, the skin is too

thick.

"The most difficult part of this secret technique is that I have to observe carefully and practice repeatedly. Just like painting, beginners have to start with copying, while senior painters can play freely and can copy the characters perfectly with just one look.

"It is a craft that requires hard work... The people I am most familiar with are my second uncle

and Erlang. If I say second uncle, my aunt will misunderstand me, so I'd better start with

Erlang."

An official stepped over the threshold and said respectfully: "Lord Xu, Duke Wei invites you."

Tea room on the seventh floor.

Wei Yuan stood by the desk, holding a pen, his eyes focused, and he was concentrating on

painting.

Wei Yuan did not raise his head and continued to paint, saying: "Have you offended anyone

recently?"

Xu Qian'an said: "Following you, how can I not offend people. I can't count the number of

enemies."

Wei Yuan said, "Hmm": "With this awareness, your future achievements will not be low."

He paused and said, "The fifth-rank official you brought back yesterday was taken away this morning. Think about it again. Did you offend anyone?"

Xu Qiyan said helplessly, "I just couldn't remember, so I brought that guy back. Why did you

let him go?"

He was blaming Wei Yuan.

In the night watchman's office, there were only two people who dared to talk to Wei Yuan like

this. One of them was a jealous person, and the other was Xu Qiyan.

Wei Yuan didn't say anything else. The tip of the pen slowly sketched on the paper. Finally, he

put down the pen and breathed a sigh of relief: "The painting is done."

"What did Wei Gong paint? "Xu Qian'an hurried over.

The painting showed a beautiful lady in palace dress, wearing a gorgeous dress, many jewels

on her head, and holding a light silk fan in her delicate hands.

She had an indescribable beauty, not from her facial features, but from her spirit. After Xu Qian'an confirmed that she was not the queen, he became bolder and asked, "This

sister is so beautiful, has she been betrothed to a husband? Does Lord Wei know her? I haven't married yet."

Wei Yuan shook his head regretfully, "No one in the world can paint her beauty, not even me.

In the end, he did not say who the woman in the painting was, nor did he mention offending anyone. He waved his hand and drove Xu Qian'an out of the Haoqi Tower.

When the group of people arrived at the square below the Stargazing Tower, they were once

again shocked by the tallest building in Dafeng.

Before that, everyone had watched it from a distance. It was indeed towering into the clouds

and piercing the sky.

After watching it up close, they realized the magnificence of this tall building. The foundation

protruding from the ground was as high as two floors.

And the bricks and stones that made up the foundation were larger than a carriage.

Standing in front of this tall building, I realized how small I was.

"Master, let's go in." Young Master Liu swallowed his saliva quietly.

"Go in?"

The middle-aged swordsman looked back at his apprentice and shook his head and said, "I

will go in alone, and you wait outside. It is not easier to enter the Sitianjian than the palace. " Since he is holding the idea of "giving it a try", let him do the embarrassing thing alone. Moreover, if he embarrasses himself alone, it is equivalent to not being embarrassed. It is really embarrassing to let the younger generations follow and see.

The middle-aged swordsman straightened his clothes, straightened his back, and walked up

the long white marble steps.

"Senior Hua..." Looking at the back of his master, Master Liu asked the beautiful middle- aged woman beside him: "Can my master ask for a magic weapon?"

He was still unwilling to give up. The Seven Star Sword was a top-ranked magical weapon in

the Mo Pavilion. Now that it was destroyed, he would definitely be punished after returning to

the sect.

The most important thing was that he could not get another magical weapon.

The name of the Si Tian Jian was known to everyone, and any Jianghu traveler was eager to get

a magical weapon produced by the Si Tian Jian.

Under the huge temptation, even if he knew that the hope was slim, he was still willing to

daydream.

"Do you know why your master said that the note was a cover-up for the young man to save face and asked you not to have expectations?" The beautiful woman asked back. Including Mr. Liu, a group of younger generations shook their heads.

"Because Song Qing is the direct disciple of the Supervisor, and his status in the Dafeng

Jianghu is no less than that of the emperor's prince. Do you understand?" Understood, so the note from the young Yinluo was really just a face-saving cover-up. How

could he, the prince of the Dafeng Jianghu, be ordered by a note?

On the other side, the middle-aged swordsman climbed the steps built of white marble and entered the first floor, where the ninth-grade doctors gathered.

A strong smell of medicine wafted into the air. The white-robed sorcerers were busy, some

cooking herbs, some copying the shapes of herbs, and some sorting and picking them... "Who are you?" A white-robed sorcerer came forward.

The middle-aged swordsman hurriedly bowed his head, clasped his fists, and said respectfully: "I am Yang Yuchen from Jianzhou Mo Pavilion."

Jianzhou Mo Pavilion, I have never heard of it... The white-robed sorcerer waved his hand:

"Just tell me what you want."

"I want to see Song Qing... This is given to me by a silver gong named Xu from the night watchman's office." The middle-aged swordsman took out the note and humbly presented it. If Master Liu saw his master's current appearance, he would definitely feel complicated. His

master often hit them hard, but in front of a doctor with little cultivation, he was submissive. The sorcerer in white took the note, unfolded it, and immediately looked extremely serious. He said, "Wait here!" He hurried upstairs. This... The middle-aged swordsman was stunned. The other party's reaction was beyond his expectations. No, this note can really be exchanged

for a magic weapon? How is it possible? But soon, the sorcerer in white who had just gone upstairs returned, and the thing in his hand perfectly answered the middle-aged swordsman's question. It was a sword with an ordinary appearance, without gorgeous tassels, and the scabbard and hilt were not inlaid with gold foil and jade pieces. Simple and

sword

plain. "Here!" The sorcerer in white stretched out his hand and handed it over. When the middle-aged swordsman took it in a hurry, he turned back to do his own thing. I should go too... The middle-aged swordsman didn't have time to look at the sword, held it in his arms, and quietly left the Sitianjian. "Master is out." Young Master Liu said in surprise. "There really is a magic weapon?" Rongrong saw the middle-aged swordsman holding a sword in his

arms.

The middle-aged swordsman came in front of everyone, looked at the magic weapon in his

arms, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Let's leave here."

The beautiful woman nodded, but her eyes always stayed on the simple-looking sword.

After walking for a while, the Stargazing Tower behind them was getting farther and farther

away. When they reached a secluded place, the middle-aged swordsman stopped and examined the sword in his arms.

"Master, come, come and take a look..." Young Master Liu's heart was burning, more excited

than seeing a stunning beauty lying on the bed.

The middle-aged swordsman held the hilt of the sword and slowly pulled it out. Clang... A pool of bright sword light reflected in everyone's eyes, making them close their eyes subconsciously.

This sword is four feet long, with cloud patterns on the sword body. The blade exudes a burst

of cold and fierce air. When the fingertips touch it lightly, it will be torn open by the sword air immediately.

"Sword Qi is self-generated, it is actually self-generated..."

The middle-aged swordsman's hands trembled with excitement, his eyes were fanatical:

"It's a top-grade magic weapon. Even the Qiu Shui Han sword of our Mo Pavilion's head is far

from comparable to this sword." Bang, bang, bang... Master Liu heard his own violent heartbeat.

Sword Qi is self-generated. In the martial arts world, this is a first-class magic weapon.

"Master, let me see it quickly, let me see it quickly." Master Liu reached out to grab it.

"Pah!"

The middle-aged swordsman slapped him away with a slap, and he was stunned for a moment after slapping him. This was a completely instinctive reaction, as if this sword was

his wife and outsiders were not allowed to blaspheme it.

"Master, why did you hit me." Master Liu said aggrievedly.

The middle-aged swordsman thought for a moment and said earnestly, "This sword is a

first-class magic weapon. As the saying goes, a man is innocent but guilty of possessing a

treasure. This is not a good thing for you.

"The master has just made a difficult decision. This sword will be kept by the master for the

time being, and the master will bear the risk. When you have achieved great success, I will

return the sword to you.

"Okay, the master has made up his mind, you don't have to say anything. Of course, in order to compensate you, the master's beloved sword will be handed over to you. This sword has been with the master for twenty years, just like the master's wife, you must cherish it."

"......" Mr. Liu looked resentful.

Xu Qian'an didn't see this scene, otherwise he would have empathy with Mr. Liu, remembering that when he was a child, his parents kept countless red envelopes and pocket money for the same reason, and the loss exceeded 1 billion. "What is Mr. Xu's identity?" Miss Rongrong murmured.

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Perhaps, the masculine and handsome young Tongluo appeared in their minds. The middle-aged beautiful woman looked at the sword with envy, and then turned her head

to look at the charming and charming disciple.....

She suddenly realized that the biggest loss was that nothing happened last night.

After sending away Rongrong and other Jianghu people, Xu Qian'an was breathing, visualizing, practicing the heart sword, and practicing the art of hiding the world in the side hall. Unknowingly, he had missed lunch.

It was his stomach growling that woke him up.

"Although the more I learn, the greater the benefit to me, but I feel that I don't have enough

time now.....

"No, I can't learn any more special skills. I can't chew too much. I should always take "Heaven and Earth Slash" as the basis, and then learn some complementary auxiliary skills. "I finally understand why emperors of all dynasties did not follow the martial arts path, and

even did not like to practice, because there was no time. There were only twelve hours in a

day, and they had to deal with government affairs. Even the most talented people would

become Zhongyong."

After lunch, Zhong Li came.

This disciple of the supervisor, Chu Caiwei's senior sister, was wrapped in a coarse cloth robe,

with her hair disheveled, her face could not be seen, and she lowered her head slightly.

"I'm so glad you're not hurt." Xu Qi'an patted her shoulder. "Thank you for your concern." Zhong Li was polite. Judging from her voice, she should be 20-25 years old. Women under 20 have clear and pleasant voices. Women over 20 will have sexy voices and mature magnetism. "I'm so glad you're okay. Was there any danger yesterday?" Xu Qi'an asked. "In total, I encountered thirty-six crises, twenty small crises, ten major crises, and six life- and-death crises." Zhong Li said with a familiar attitude: "I survived them all."

This... this habitual tone, inexplicably makes people feel distressed. Xu Qian'an patted her

shoulder again:

"Thank you for your hard work. How's your handwriting?"

"Not bad."

"Okay, Senior Sister Zhong, I want to trouble you with something." Xu Qian'an said with a

smile.